" Eventide and You are Gone "
good bye need not be said
silence is enough
as when summer quietly fades
and a leaf falls
and from somewhere a strong wind
carries the crisp scent of tomorrows
spent looking out to sea
farther, the yachts are lined,
the masts lowered, the hulls bob
in a lull of eventide, but here
the breakwaters hold the ocean
in its place
a stronger wave crashes
and sprays the air
with the texture of tears.
© 2003 Marty Abuloc
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