Published: 15th February 2022
Image: Elijah Pilchard from Umsplash
This poem was placed 1st in the "YOUR CHOICE 2022" contest sponsored by Brian Strand (Judged 21st January 2023)
Recital by Line Gauthier
on that bitter, wet, dark winter’s day the storm that hit seemed slow to pass it turned the whites of waves to grey then threw life's teardrops at the glass. and from that cafe’s window seat she watched the mist blot out the sands and sensed the cold but felt the heat with coffee clasped between both hands. although the waves at staggered times broke wilder than she'd known before seen through the window’s drizzled lines - stayed silent as they reached the shore.
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