Yesterday’s poem is a re-write of a poem I wrote last weekend…

The door is closing on an empty space
that used to be filled with light
and the gentle sounds of the sea

The keys are on the chain
and it’s last call

Meanwhile, the silence of the afternoon closes in
with its secrets and unexpected desires

But something’s locked in place
if I only had a better idea what to do with it

The glare of the afternoon sun
reminds me the day is still with us

(3 March 2015—posted March 4th)