The arms of the ocean
When the arms of the cold empty ocean are my only consoling caress, and the wide open sky encircled by …
Tag: loss
Ivory Keys and Silent Pleas
The old musician plays a soulful tune; his fingers floating over ivory keys while thoughts of her, like leaves, are …
Connections
A flea above the marble while the ocean ebbs and flows, I ponder as the cumulus is foam between my …
A Distant Bugler
Here in this quiet stretch of hallowed ground, the welcome sunrise warms me as I step past granite markers, kneeling …