Next Door Neighbors

Furled waves of my neighbor beckon me,

chatting across the fence of sand grapevine.

I am finite on the shores of Sea’s infinity.

Sun glares down on me and neighbor Sea

as we fold seaweed and hang it to dry,

whispers of pelicans flying by in formation,

gossiping of gulls kissing streaming ribbons,

sharing the rays of ruby blush across cheeks.

Fragments of disparate souls overlap

in waves of foam and furrowed time

My memory fades but the Sea endures, sharing

courage as I reach for Ocean’s liquid friendship,

quivering for the warmth, bathing in swells

leaving footprints, leading back to the Sea.