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The Waves and the Wake
(For V.R.)
by Annabelle Moseley

I dreamed we gathered on a night beach

to watch you go.

Our bare feet sank into the cool sand

on the edge of the shore

as the blue-flecked stars above

dropped into our open hands.

We gave you those glossy beads-

each one pearl-different

and river-clear.

You made a small boat from them

to carry you away.

 

The waves gave in and breathed out,

left a wake of froth and foam.

 

You arranged us, the ones you'd gathered-

your collected shells and rocks

in the round,

and so as your craft pressed on

I'm sure you could still see

the outline of our circle,

like the shed skin of the moon.

 

But you are no stranger to the ocean.

You caught the scent

of salt and grief.

 

 


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