It is the movement of the waves
That activates the buoy bells.
It is the action of the years that brings me to this place,
This evening,
This feeling which is familiar and yet difficult to describe
Or to be at peace with.
Living near the harbor,
One cannot escape the impermanence of things--
Love
Beauty
Health
Friends.
The action of the waves and of time,
Will bring sand and starfish
From every distant point.
And yet,
There is still tonight to be gotten through,
And the heartbreaking sound
Of the buoy bells.
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I have always loved the sound of the buoy bells, darling. They echo so hollowly and make me miss someone even if someone is nearby.
ReplyDeleteLovely post.
(((Hugs)))
ReplyDeleteSort of haunting....
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThis is simply gorgeous. And, definitely haunting.
ReplyDeleteI could picture the harbor in my mind's-eye.
ReplyDeleteThank you
Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI really like this one.
I have never heard of buoy bells. I feel like I'm missing out on something important. This is the first I've heard of them. I'm off to Google buoy bells.
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching poem...nostalgic and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe antithesis of sirens .. no luring .. but detouring .. will they listen to the warning?
ReplyDeletepowerful post
ReplyDeletehugs