Thank you so much. The prompt made this fly out of me in 20 minutes. My ex and I did have a visit recently. I traveled to see him. He’s still alive but, tik tok, tik tok. We finally acknowledged how much we loved each other but that we weren’t meant to stay together. It was bittersweet.
"... and you will not know / where to stop." Lovely, how the pearly beach and its remnants call us.
love that too, Sandy :)
We sit at the end of the Sound
Noticing how the unrelenting waves
Push back against the wooden pier.
The salt wind rustling the pines
Recalls to us the songs shells
jingled in our ears, reminding us
of the beauty of the pearly sand
we’ll later run our hands through.
The beach stretches endlessly
Toward a future we cannot know.
At The End
08/11/25
At the end really was one end
We thought was ours
Bogged with silences
Eyes cast into corners
In rooms which barely could
Suffer our presence together-
The music faded
We danced no more
Just turned and walked away
Too tired of each other
Even to look back
Relieved the end had come-
Now all these years later
You tell me you are fading
At the end
Not one not ours but the
End
I feel extinction everywhere-
Tonight I hear the last sigh
Of a star of a species
Of a part of me
Held in a pocket
Of forgotten hopes
Like magma biding-
Under the cool green cap
Of a tranquil sea
The whale song goes unanswered
Yet somehow we find
Our way to sit together
And see each other
At the end-
Such a gritty poem, Peter...it puts a lump in my heart and a tug at my throat but glad you could see each other at the end.
Thank you so much. The prompt made this fly out of me in 20 minutes. My ex and I did have a visit recently. I traveled to see him. He’s still alive but, tik tok, tik tok. We finally acknowledged how much we loved each other but that we weren’t meant to stay together. It was bittersweet.