FISHER IN THE SEA OF MEMORY

In vain have I fished the sea of memory

With countless nets of woven words:

Silken sleekly shimmering nets,

Delicate and gentle,

Laid out upon the sea at early dawn;

Childish nets of knotted yarn,

Woolen and warming,

Riding on a summer sea;

Nets of woven arms clasped

Against a wall of wave

In a storm ravaged sea;

Nets woven cloud soft,

Or with an enduring nylon strength,

Nets of satin or softest down.

All of these and more have I tried

Against the ebbing flow of memory.

Yet from out each casting of my nets,

You slip away on the ever receding tide.

So I cannot hear your laughter or your voice

Between the lines of poetry

Nor see again your smile,

Amid the intricately crafted patterning of words.

In vain have I fished the sea of memory

With countless nets of words

To catch just once more

The wonder of being loved.

#Mourning #LovePoetry #NaturePoetry