Immortality is a Beach

Sitting on the shore
gazing at deep blue seas
holds no attraction for me anymore.

We were all supposed to live forever.
That was the promise.
That is all I ask for.

I sit motionless
watching the tides,
ignoring the sounds of life.

We were all supposed to live forever.
That was the promise.
That is all I ask for.

How terrible to me
that you should die
in the ageless, continual sea.

No body twisted and mangled found,
no witness to your final exhale
giving way to motionless floating.

Drenched by waves and spray
drenched by tears
I wait upon the beach.

Trembling with sadness,
cold in the Pacific sun,
I awaken and look around.

My breath screams in my chest,
the noises a drowning man makes
reminds me of losing you.

We were all supposed to live forever.
That was the promise.
That is all I ask for.

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Lou Marin, a Christian grateful for Jesus’ gift to him, was born and raised in the western hills of Maine, then spent 20 plus years wandering the country and world in the United States Air Force. Maine Department of American Legion’s Historian, he is a photographer and stringer for The Maine Trust for Local News, published poet and short story writer who pens faith based devotionals. He lives in Rumford, Maine. He is author of an anthology of poems based upon his military career entitled “Dimly Seen Through The Mists,” and a book of faith based poems entitled “My Lighthouse In Troubled Times,” available through Pen It! Publications.

Lou can be reached at mbsphotog@yahoo.com or his Facebook Page.

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