The Sea
To the left of me is the sea
and to the right are the gulls
those seagulls that had been here last year
waiting for us to return to them.
The breeze against the tide
is like waking up for the first time
so warm and not hot at all
an embrace;

I missed you come closer
You belong here.

The horizon is before me
and you are gone behind me
all that time waiting on me
The gulls look startled
They look away with shame
some would say disdain
What are you?
To come to this place alone?
I am a person and I am not even a person

The sea knows this
The sea can see
me
I am ashamed and I try to hide
Into the dunes
where the signs say STAY OUT
I crouch down like a child
like a waiting predator
or not.
I can’t decide.
I think you will find me
and the sounds of wings surround me
mocking me
singing and beating their questions at me
The sky is on fire with it.
2/21/14