Seaborne Longing

a forgotten hope chest – linen s!t!i!t!c!h!e!d with love by candlelight c r u m b l e now to the mere touch— past companionship … forgotten s n a t c h e s of conversation fill the a i r mingling with my t e a r s… regret never far away— a childhood dream in the c*a*r*v*e*d initials in the door jamb – the door permanently removed to let the departed soul escape – now weathered by exposure to the salt s e a a i r beyond ThaT I can TasTe in my T e a r s the equally weathered picture [FRAME] against the f a i g paint l k n above the hope chest had encompassed our hopes o u on our wedding day l d now as ephemeral as the s c u d d i n g c s above the r e s t l e s s ocean as I look down at my wedding dress now yellowed to the colour of the moss b.e.t.w.e.e.n the flagstones of the hallway your M*Dness now resonates with method – an escape from the inevitable suffering of your illness weathered moments lost out to sea with your departure— I set your memory f r e e …