a forgotten time
a displaced space
neglected
then ignored
the history
washed away in the waves

yet they stood
weathered
and torn
with a strength
no one foresaw

the elements testing
fortitude

you
are secretly aware
of the inner might
that quietly

their lives didn’t meld
didn’t jell
they crashed
like the waves to the shore
sometimes
in a peaceful bliss
more often
as in a raging storm
the differences
divided them
their passions
united them

it wasn’t a gale
they had to weather

mixed emotions
tossed
and turned
churning
up from the depths
deeply seeded
with a certain need
to purge
leaving
the scraps
of unpleasantness
upon a worn shore

letting
the pounding waves
beat the hell
out of the waste and oddments

a dismal day
clouds lacing the sky
a drizzle of
droplets falling
cold
…….dank
…………and depressing

feeling lost
in the
lost & found
wondering if
mindless thoughts
are the cure

sensing
you’re not alone
but
can’t find anyone
to bump in