Sunday, November 13, 2011

Winters Waves

laying on a wind swept beach
I feel the cold breezes cover my body
and hear the roar of winter waves

summers sand but a memory
a memory of you
gone with the tides

winter whips around my body
leaving only it's cruel touch
it's cruel and lonely touch

3 comments:

Stephanie said...

Something so very powerful about a winter beach.

lovely

kaykuala said...

Melanie,
How true! We lament the passing of summer to be faced with the dread of cold winter. Excellently portrayed!

Hank

Vinati said...

I loved the poetry. You are good! :)

First time at your blog. Glad to have stopped by! :)