Sonnet of Time's Surging Sea...

Borne from an ether realm, tumultuous tide

Rippling and raging, half-breath ecstasy

Rushing, receding, dark and light collide

Where heaven reaches to embrace the sea

Darling, youth’s kiss fades cold upon the cheek

And where we danced barefoot upon its shore

The breakers crash; cold, foaming crest is bleak

Where summer’s silver sparkle soothed its roar

Yet, as its heaving, shifting billows roll

Hope buoys love’s deep longing in the soul

Subtle, the potent power of this surge

Rankling within the vessel of the heart

My dear, within your arms I sense the urge

Of change tuning the ethereal rampart

And all the darling moments we caress

Like waves, spilling across the sun-warmed beach

Cannot be captured, soon the emptiness

Of echoes fills our frantic, futile reach

Yet, like a pearl within the oysters shell

Time will reveal its treasure; all is well

Impressionistic skylines taunt and lure

We cannot touch its elusive plateau

Nor can our straining, groping grasp secure

Life’s rising, falling arrant ebb and flow

Darling, we tremble in the moment-splurge

Of salty tear startling love’s ling’ring kiss

Upon Time’s lilting lay a mournful dirge

Hovers beyond Spring’s brief, burgeoning bliss

Yet in the subtle surge from mystic deep

We find in its debris, treasures to keep

© Janet Martin

The combination of old music, memories and photos filled me with the sense of standing on last summer’s beach, battered by the surge of invisible waves.

J~