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Midnight
Steps upon the dunes. Dark skirts along the beach Reaching for a wave. Sprays of mist Taste the stillness. The beach listens To the sibilant whispers Of a long, cool breeze. Scattered specs of coral Slip through Tangled hairs of grass. Midnight Gathers in swells. Echoes of mirth sweep starfish Into the surf. Shells hug the shore Like amorous widows In dream sleep Imagining How the sun might trace Their spiral lines, Hearing their minds Curled up inside Waiting at Midnight To be taken by the next tide Coming ashore. Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. She is currently working on a collection of poems that express the true soul of Woodstock, America's first art colony. Please, DO NOT steal, scavenge or repost this work without the expressed written authorization of Swans, which will seek permission from the author. This material is copyrighted, © Sandy Lulay 2001. All rights reserved. No part of this material may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. |
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