Today’s haul of twitter poems from a handful of twitter prompts.
Photo©Mike Pennington
Though you comb the sands forever,
you will never find
a single tear of mine
among the gentle waves.
So many tears shed
in the night, at your leaving.
At sunrise, only crumpled sheets remain,
like sand ripples
carved by the ebb tide.
Footprints to the sea,
a couple enlaced,
run across the wet sand
into tomorrow,
fast as the horses
of the morning tide.
Round we come, full circle
to this place we once loved,
but our lovers’ footprints dance,
pale ghosts, beneath the indifferent waves.
Dim the stars in the sky
and leap into the dark.
Take my hand
and I will show you wings.
Dive with me
and we will gather treasure
by the light of black pearls.