Tag: lost life

Seashell Sadness

You sent me a seashell
wrapped in bubbles
with a note saying

“When you miss me
hold it close
to play one of
the love notes
I wrote you
buried in white sand
where I sat each day
by the ocean
calling out your name”

I left the seashell
on my bookshelf
next to the books
you sent me
two summers ago

I am becoming
a hobby collector
who accumulates
broken promises
and empty dreams

I diligently dust
any remnant of hope
off the shelf
like a devoted nun
at her daily supplication
while your consistent contacts
constructed an abbey
holding my heart
in hostage

Early Summer

At 5am,
she brewed the Arabica beans
into its sultry full body,
let it stain and burn her lips.

By sunrise,
she left her pretty garden behind,
hemmed it to her summer dress,
full of sunshine.

She drove her vintage convertible,
bathed in full golden rays.
Her luscious dark curls
smeared her apricot gloss.

She kicked off her canvas shoes,
freeing her feet
from the opaque tan lines.

She dived into the turquoise embrace,
weaving into the nonchalant fish,
deserted the world.

She was last seen
in early Summer.
That season was reported
the most rain.