Sea Change

My response to the secret keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt #46

 

Squally day

hurries threat of rain,

gone blurry

out to sea:

she’s pretending not to care

as it tugs her hair.

 

Left behind

in the damp, dun sand,

his footprints,

just a hint,

residue of times they shared,

wedding vows declared.

 

The tracks reach

down the tipping beach,

washing clear,

they disappear

in a quicksilver sea change:

love and life are strange.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

Sea Change

Free image found on pixabay.com

 

 

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