Seaside Memories

Petals From a Senior's Memory Garden

Beautiful memories can come from any time, anywhere, anyone. Silently, they filter into a dream, or a daydream from their source as though it happened only moments before, instead of decades, or even a lifetime.

Called on, or unbidden, they arrive laden with feelings, the sensual petals from memory’s garden, to rekindle a spirit of love .

Most have had it happen and there is none so sweet as breathing love from past to present, where it can once again lighten a senior’s heart as well as their step ...

Seaside Memories
By C.J. Heck
 
When you miss them most 
walk on a beach. Memories 
are always clearer there on
  
the sun-warmed sand where 
the wind's fingers play in your
hair and you can remember ... 

Love was like the sea and its
waves, but waves of carnal
heartbeats, uncontrollable 

as an undertow, and just as 
powerless in its grip.
Each crest higher, they 

built to a final peak
to slowly ebb, the
currents teasing bodies

to neap tide, their
passion also spent. 
I welcome low tide shadows  

--not those on sand but 
here inside a memory 
where the sun-warmed sand

and the sea and its waves
can help me to remember.
*
[from the book, “Anatomy of a Poet”, by C.J. Heck, Amazon.com]

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