splashing

Hi Everyone,

Here is a poem I'm thinking of submitting to a new Literary Journal called Esprit de Corps.
Cheers,
Deb


Splashing

ocean calling backward and forward
indecision; the curse of not knowing
sand sticks to wet feet
splashed in shallows and shells

indecision, accursed not-knowing
dash of vodka and tonic
splashing shallows and shells
seastars cling under cocktail umbrellas

splash of vodka and tonic
slice of lemon for garnish
seastars take cover under cocktail umbrellas
neck to knee in hysterical giggles

slice of lemon for garnish
- a fishy nightmare soon forgotten
neck to knee splashing in giggles
wash of the tide drags you away

murky nightmare soon forgotten
of ocean calling backward and forward
as the wash of the tide drifts me away
and sand clings to wet feet