The sea called to me...

The sea called to me in my melancholy

Come to me, I will heal you

The waves will soothe your soul

The wind will blow your sadness away

Salt air will sharpen your senses

The seals are basking on the beach

Sand made red as they bring new life

Pups scattered among the adults

White pelts testament to their youth

What cares do their lives hold

Beyond the abundance of fish

And a good spot to stretch out on

The sea reminds how simple life can be

If we learn to navigate its tides

The ebb and flow of fortune and feeling

That are the measure of our short time here

Missing you...

I miss you so much today

My tears are always there

Just waiting for a chance

To slide free and travel

Leaving a salty rivulet

On a face that disguises

The hole left unfillable

By your journey onwards

I would not wish you back

To suffer again in vain

I wish you joy in the light

Of the Summerlands

Where you spend the days

Fishing with your son

Fragile

like the finest glass

or porcelain

or eggshells

or ancient parchment

a thin veneer

a glaze that hides the danger

paint or enamel

decorative and deceptive

a perception of strength

a hint of robustness

a lie shrouding truth

that takes just a word

or a look

or silence

to knock me down

push me back

break me in pieces

I am lost again

falling not flying

doubt and fear

grasping at me

to hold me in the dark

so much effort

keeping the light on

Image by Krzysztof Kamil from Pixabay 

Melancholy moments...

Sometimes

A sunny day

Has a cloud or two

Brightness dulls

For a moment

Perhaps longer

A song or a scent

Brings a memory

To remind you

Life has changed

And so have you

But it's okay

To remember

And be melancholy

For a moment