High Tide

The ocean’s tide draws nearer, now.

My toes have waited patiently, feet sink

deeper and deeper until they just give in

and submerge, never coming up for air.

The horizon ahead whispers happy thoughts

to the sun above, melting frowns off faces that forgot

to check the mirror this morning but instead plunged

in, waist deep in blue, smiling into those waves

that I now crave: my summer lullaby

sung low, in high tide.

February 6, 2012

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