Soulful Haunting


 So deep in emotion’s wash today.

 My life,

ebbing and flowing

in and out

like pooling, summer tides

sliding and smoothing out the fine lines

on sandy shores.

 Sea gulls

dart to and fro

their shrill calls piercing my mind

as they fly high

on the drifting currents.

 I close my eyes

and find myself

swept away

as I drift

through spiritual

and timeless


of you and me;

years before the storm.

 I can almost feel your warm colors,

so close… I am



 But as suddenly as they came,

the whispers that promised to take me,

wash away in the morning light,

the spell broken.

And once again I am left behind.

 But one day soon

I will

fly away.