Early tomorrow morning I will be reporting to my surgeon for a much needed Carpal Tunnel and Trigger Finger procedure, which will put my dominant right hand out of action for the next ten days.
I find it curious that all of this is occurring just as I was about to publish a new book of my poetry. In the meantime, I thought I’d leave you with a poem that I recently wrote for my new book. Enjoy!
One Sunny Day
One sunny day we drew our names upon the virgin sand
And wondered when the groping waves might steal them out to sea.
Perhaps a breeze would scatter these soft letters over land
Or rain dilute their form to shallow shapes but barely seen.
We lingered as the sky grew dim and stars began to show
And still our names intact remained as we at last took leave.
That night a fearsome tempest fell and dealt a dire blow
Thus in the early rays of dawn we felt a subtle grief.
So back we sauntered to the beach expecting not to find
That all those elemental forces lashed and beat in vain
For on the sand a glistening band of kelp, a ring most kind,
Had washed ashore in such rapport so that our names remained.