Wavelength

by T.P. Wilkinson / August 23rd, 2015

She gazed upon the waves
her windswept hair
catching sand
from distant shores
through the mist
of memories.
Wings of worry
Songs of sorrow
borne broadly
along the beach.
Where the sandpiper
runs
far
into the climbing shadows
the footprints
of childhood
washed
behind the toes
of barefoot time
beyond her reach.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, August 23rd, 2015 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.