Guest Poem: The Cusp

The Cusp

Toes digging deep into the sand
hot surface
dry

Staring with wonderment
I look out over the ocean

How do I begin again
Process all that has happened
and start anew
one harsh edged ending
and ahead of me…

Ahead of me are miles of lapping blue waves
the eyes that reassure me
that I am home

For the first time in my life I am sure
and I’m standing strong
face out toward all this immensity
my insides are gone on the mist

I cry
for the loss
for the joy
for love and decay
I weep for being so sure of my vulnerability in this moment
for all that will not be recovered

For links to poetry prompts, or if you missed out on what I’m doing for National Poetry Month, check out the first post here.

You can also find all the poems that have been posted so far here.

To end each post, there will be this call to share your own work. Whether it’s something that you write as soon as you finish reading this post, or it’s a poem you’ve posted or had published, place the whole poem in the comments or put a link to it. A brief description before the link will help me process comments faster, so I know they’re not spam.

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