Sea Lament

by tg - Sept 2009


Reflected in the tide and beach,
Washing time waves lap my feet,
Snatching jewels so far from reach,
And leaving me empty.

Foot prints left on temporal sand,
Are erased by Neptune’s sweeping hand,
Leaving memories only where I stand,
Looking out to Sea.

Languishing on everlasting shores,
Eyes scanning for the final bore,
That will wash me to where I am no more,
Am I the last to leave.