Seashore Memories

Shoes in hand, skirting dunes, protruding rocks, I slowly make it to the water’s edge where sand and pebbles slide and gently rock to the touch of swirling, playful waves. A lone sandpiper skips; it pecks and probes then with head raised it gives a joyful trill blissfully unaware of alien presence. Clouds hang heavily from a forlorn sky. The sea is grey; the breeze in teasing mood whispers to me, nudging distant memories shelved in the dormant corners of my mind. In this same spot, where subconsciously I find myself as autumn nears its end, we said our last goodbye...I wiped her tears before reluctantly she walked away from my life and our forbidden love. --------------------------- 2nd February, 2016 Contest: The Sea Shore Sponsor: Craig Cornish