Ebbing Tide #flashfiction
You once sat with me on a piece of flotsam
Telling me stories about the ship that had sunk in the stormy sea
“All were lost”
you said with a tear on your cheek
I never knew you never told me
All had not been lost
A small boy and his scruffy dog had floated into the bay
A fisherman and his wife found the two survivors and raised them as their own
One day you went out to sea looking for something you had lost
You never told me what you were seeking
“All were lost”
I carved into broken wood
A piece of flotsam where we will never sit again
“Please take me out to sea faithful tide
where I can be joined with the one
I have lost…”
Photograph~ “Winter Tide” L. Moon copyright 2012
Waiting for You #poem (One shot Wednesday)
I sat looking
Waiting
Hoping
for One last glimpse
of us
***
There we were on our bench
the picture so clear
sweet summer fragrance
eyes only for each other
***
You held me tight
beneath the maple trees
emanating warmth
even in the fall breeze
***
Words they heard
in our lover’s embrace
carefully conveyed into the night
as though they had done this before
***
You were only a breath away
whispered never “let you go”
gave me hope for tomorrow
yet I am here all alone
***
That love so strong
had one weak link
more than tears rusted through
our loving embrace
***
So I make a vigil
before our bench
I cast my love
into the frosty night
***
Into barren arms of naked maples
and cold winter air
“please hold my dreams tight”
they hear me whisper
****
I listen for hopes of you
things not spoken my dear
perhaps no one will hear
but maybe they will get
through to you
This poem is in honor of the men and women whose love was separated forever by disaster the day that Pearl Harbor was attacked December 7, 1941.
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Photography: Leslie Moon – Fall bench
Benson Kua – winter bench
