A Light On The Ocean

when the sky grows dark, stars blink to life, the roaring tide comes in, gulls cry out, buoyed by evening winds, shell-hunters scour the sands for fresh wares, letting the hungry waves lick at their toes, the light on the ocean, a fallen fragment of moonshine, reminds us that we are, like hope unsinkable

To My Younger Self

Here, on Olde Poetry Monday Friday, a poem I wrote in 2012. I don't remember writing it, but with all the changes going on in my life, I thought it was appropriate.   To My Younger Self To my younger self, A bit of advice for your future. When Coach Smith tells you not to … Continue reading To My Younger Self