Fishing for memories

I’m sitting alone today

No bites on the line

But it’s you that I miss

Maybe the fish are mourning too

And nature is doing its bit

To add some colors

To my my grey heart

You never could join me here

I always thought

Next year

And then your time ran out

I’ll remember the warm moments

The orange and yellows

Of your effervescent smile

Always could counter

My stubborn blues

The sun is telling me to go home

But my memories of you

Are so close here, in the still vastness

Of never ending ocean

I guess the waves took a day off

For I’m standing still

The only thing moving

Are drops of salt water from my cheek

Dripping into the ocean’s red ripple

And then I hear the moon, too

Go home, grieving soul

You can bring us your tears again, 

tomorrow.

Author's Note

Photo by Norbit Achelik.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometimes we seek answers and we know them already dear friend.
"Go home, grieving soul
You can bring us your tears again,
tomorrow."
The above lines. I have known. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

oh man! Sleepless!! so emotive .. great setting and scene .. i become you in reading and my heart is deeply touched with those tears ... how we suffer loss grief when loved ones pass .. most of our brain is filled with a swirl of emotions but still that part that keeps us moving does tell us to "... go home" ... a voice that seems to take forever to gain enough power to move our feet ... powerful, emotive, universal and relateable ... i do hope this is not a recent loss of your own ... we are long time friends here at the Cafe' ... i truly wish you well my friend. :(
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Hey Big E....thank you for your comments. At last I have some good news too for this year....got a writinng coach....it's time I get that novel done!

[Einstein Noodle]

no kidding!! spot on brother! good fortune with that .. let us all know when its done eh!?

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I really enjoyed reading your poem it evokes a similar sadness in me. Thank you for sharing your art.