Memories in the Waves

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Sunlight on the waves, and seagulls declaring their glory remind me of so many summers ago.

Of rafting in the ocean, and fishing in the twilight. Of swimming in the waves, ducking under

and the 14 year old me, being liked by the brown haired girl. I wished I had asked her name.

Of Dad and I walking the boardwalk. Of fried chicken dinners, and so many shadows of him

still living here, as I walk barefoot in the wet sand.

Lord God, I do miss him, but thank you for my Dad.

Happy Father’s Day.

 

Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

Sweet Summer Memories

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In those waves where light seems to glitter,

ride memories

of a boy on a raft,

of body surfing, and wipe outs

and dreaming

of being old enough

to drive,

a Chevy of course

old enough to take Marianne

on a date……

would she want to dance?

Suddenly a seagull woke the old man….

squawking again

for a piece of bread.

He reached into the bag

and threw some crumbs in the air…..

longing for more

of his sweet summer memories.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Seagulls Descending for a Piece of Bread

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In our coldest moments our minds can drift back to the ocean

warmer days, the sun reflecting the light to our faces

and seagulls descending for a piece of bread

the noise of children playing, splashing,

while lovers hold hands walking

along the beach.

       

They say the ocean is beautiful with snowflakes

falling, but we never think of that

on the warmer days.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies