Poem Category: All

Loneliness …

sprinkling the quiet surf

with father’s ashes.

Un-hooked

how quickly the octopus

takes the bucket’s shape.

Sunset fades

the seagulls surrounded

by the others’ sleep.

Children’s beach

their sand castles abandoned

to the midday heat.

Surf boarder

the city’s summer sun

setting behind him.

Beach umbrella

rainbow ice-cream

down the little girl’s hand.

Ashes on the surf …

she writes his last word

into the sand.