General Poetry posted October 17, 2019


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Watching a loved one succumb to terminal illness.

The Tide Has Turned

by LisaMay


Sunshine is behind us –
late afternoon casts long shadows.
Our footprints falter as waves come and go.
Gulls fly, wheeling free.
 
Mere mortals, we shuffle.
Evening approaches;
my face dampens in the gathering gloom.
 
The tide has turned –
breath ebbs; fluid fills. 
Pools eddy and suck against rock bottom.
 
Your lungs labour.
Our beach walk is brief, 
then back to bed.
We are in the home straight.

In sickness and in health,
my promise to you – hand in your hand.
I will be there for your last grasp, 
your last gasp.
 
Soon, you’ll step out alone on the beach. 
As the glow of sunset fades,
my hand will come up empty.
 
Later, I’ll meet the ghost of yourself
in the moon’s pallid complexion.
My own sea of tranquility will take time.
 
Gulls cry, 
winging homeward.
Night has fallen.

 
 


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