Days of Shadow and Sea
it's easy to remember
you in these pictures;
light's language of shadow
sculpting time
and
you are there
like a shell pounding out the sea,
laying back on the beach,
head sideways, your eyes closed,
knees buckled in the air
open to the Sun's
fingers of light reaching,
glistening there
I've not been the Sun
in your darkened places
since
the day you offered yourself
to the sky,
the day
I succumbed to the seas
endless waves
washing over me
Copyright © Jerry Whalley | Year Posted 2009
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