I have five shells
that I count one by one…
Found during a time
that can’t be undone.
You picked them by hand
and gave them to me…
In a place I thought
I wanted to be.
Tag: North Carolina
11:45pm
Pitch black
and quarter to twelve,
we walked on the beach
barefoot on shells.
Stars guided
our path to low tide,
the oncoming waves
slowing our strides.
We stood there together
in the frigid ocean breeze…
pausing to take in
all we couldn’t see.
Sunset Beach
Right now…
I want to be sitting there with you again…
On the patio with our white rockers.
Watching the constellations travel above us.
Under the most pristine night sky.
Completely unmarred by light pollution.
I want to be gazing there with you again…
The moon sitting high off the horizon.
Spread out like a vast canvas.
Painted midnight blue.
Perfectly studded with stars.
I want to be chatting there with you again…
Waves crashing into the shore.
Loud and abrupt like thunder.
Soft beams from the lighthouses spinning.
Dancing along the eastern coast.
Right now…
All I want is to be in Sunset Beach again.
With you.
AO Poetry 