Chasing Sandcastles

Christine Ray – A poem to one lost on the tide.

Brave & Reckless

you feel

impossibly distant


the receding tide

chasing sandcastles

before they are reclaimed

by rushing waters

our connection

has become reduced to

collisions in the dark

that throw us

off balance

knees and


left aching

I have been

studying the language

of oceans

gazing out

at the horizon

until the

sea blurs

before my eyes

I try to read

the omens

throw the bones

in the crashing


play of light

rippling on the water

surf whispers

over and over

to me that

you are gone

the current has

carried you

far beyond my reach

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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