Monday, December 16, 2019

The Cherita, September 2019

Issue: "wondering where"


sea maidens

conjured
out of mist

hover, then rise
into dawn's
golden embrace


recurring dream . . .

I am falling
like slow-motion rain

you reach for me
but I slip away,
eyes wet with wonder

A Cherita Lighthouse Award


we have journeyed

so far away
from our intentions

let us ship oars
for a moment
and simply, drift

A Cherita Lighthouse Award


summer's end

we dangle memories
over the dock's edge

this weathered wood
etched with secrets
and lies

A Cherita Lighthouse Award


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