Shore Lines

August 17, 2017 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Shore Lines

I walk along the shore

–a beautiful desolation—

sands whisper

wind whines

waves shout!

“where are you, my love?”

for you are lost to me

. . .

lonely gulls call,

only tide

returns.

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992