Laura Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Ocean Foam

Trying to catch and hold you fast
Before you're merely my past
Nowhere I go is home
All hope is but ocean foam
Lost weeps in the undertow

Trying to hold on
Before you unwrap me again
Trying to be strong
Imagining the end before we begin...
I come to all these places
See all these faces
But they're not yours
Not yours
I touch all this sand
All these soft grains
Are the palm of your hand

August 7, 2017

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Justin Bordner September 22, 2017 at 10:05 PM I love how very sensuous the sand of your love sighs are Poetess, such fragile yet firey beauty on the sea kissed beach...so innocent in the palms of love...J.A.B. Laura Breidenthal September 23, 2017 at 1:10 AM Thank you, sweet Justin. I wrote this sitting in the cool sand on a moonlit beach. Such real sacred moments there, a deep connection with mother earth and secret longings. <3 ~Laura

James Inman September 4, 2017 at 10:01 AM Try as we may it is impossible to predict the future of a relationship. All we can do is offer what we have and hope it is accepted and returned to us. A sad lovely poem Laura. Laura Breidenthal September 6, 2017 at 2:40 PM Thank you James! <3~Laura