Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

Thoughts of Farewell

i feel myself leaving already
such is the nature of things
these days i think
when one can in a few hours
move from warm sea wind
to winter’s breath

my destination begins its
subtle call and my mind
the list of responsibilities
left behind begins to
roll behind my eyes

but grains of these sands
will remain with me
the taste of salt on my lips
like my lover’s kiss
the ache in my arms from the
surf and fishing in the deep

and in the days ahead
the memories of this place
her beautiful people
melodic conversations
will follow me into my dreams
as i close my eyes
in sleep

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