Michael Edwards

SHE CONFIRMS

 

 

 

SHE CONFIRMS

 

Still night

Invading dark

Soft murmur of slow lapping waves

Meeting of sea and sky undefined.

House lights

Along shore

Reflections shine

All quiet.

 

 

All quiet

Slow walk

Descending road to the bleak shoreline

Creaking wooden pier waits and beckons

Supporting rails

Standing still

Beneath them

Black sea.

 

 

Black sea

Gently heaving

Senses fuelled by darkness and mystery

Together in harmony hand in hand

She predicts

He ponders

He speaks

She confirms.