Standing on the Shore

A wave breaks the sadness
you feel looking at the sea.

Young hearts shouldn’t hurt like
yours hurts under a perfect sky.

Another wave crashes into
many pieces of aquamarine;
water gems breaking and
moving back into the sea.

You take a false step forward,
not grasping the consequences.

A wave misses the target,
failing to deliver the blow.

Your heart moves you to stay,
so you remain standing
on the shore, heart-pounding;
shivering at the thought of
what could have been:
you, the aquamarines,
the sea none the wiser.

Still Life

Sitting and standing,
painting a still life of fruit.

The right light moves in today. Fruits
once alive become immortal on the
canvas, as part of their being, will
forever live in the paint, the brush.

A calm moves through the studio, as
this place has the right feeling today.

The last stroke taken, the canvas is
something new;
pieces of fruit falling from an
unknown place in the sea.

The Sea, You & Me

A full moon illuminates the bioluminescent sea;
calm, yet before the waves were wild and free.

We jump into a dingy and take a tour of the sea,
to see how the light shines just for you and me.

A jellyfish dances below us in the luminous sea,
then you make a funny face, and you laugh at me.

We set a path for the shore as we admire the sea,
you and I silent thinking of the ring you gave me.

Dancing on the edge

Daydreams take hold playing a reel of
what could have been of my little life.

Couching and cooking won’t help my
waistline, nor stop the movies playing.

Succumbing to the reel of many fantasies,
I sit for hours unaware of the time of day.

Daydreams play themselves until the end,
yet I remain the same person I once was.

Idle, I didn’t realise holding on to a dream
could mean losing the one I love the most.