Ebb Tide

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Love is often a win some, lose some affair, and I suspect most if not all of us have found ourselves brooding over the latter at some time or another.

The trick is not to brood for too long, and be sure to go with the tide when it turns as invariably, in time, it will…

EBB TIDE 

Black waves

sucking the feet, tugging the soul;

distant lights pricking

the flesh, like pins in this doll man

of yours

Ours once,

moon and stars, a night like this!

Sea breeze, salty

and sensual like a first kiss before

passion takes over

We surfed

the clouds, played in moon craters

like children knowing

that soon, too soon, Someone

would call us home

Black waves

sucking the feet, tugging the soul;

same sea breeze, its promises

stripping us bare, a lifetime to share

gone, gone, gone

You, in another man's heaven;

me, on the mud banks of Eden

Copyright R. N. Taber 2000; 2014

[Note: This poem has been revised (2014) from an earlier version first published in an anthology, The Shadows of Life, Poetry Today (Forward Press) 2000 and subsequently in 1st eds. of Love and Human Remains by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2001.]