Whispers of Solitude by Lori Yamamoto

ocean’s steel grey waves whisper, sky pulls its shade buoys blink slow shipping lanes wade by solitude wears a familiar face tracing the line where water meets the sky misty breath on a cold glass sign love that was never quite mine forest behind me a wall of deep green secrets of where i’ve been waves feed you in the dark, a fragmented ark tracing the line where water meets the sky misty breath on a cold glass sign love that was never quite right lighthouse stutters through the mist, a failed mystery asking what i came here to see the ghost in the machine or the ghost that is me just tracing the line solitude and the ocean’s slow climb a reflection in time