Jersey

jersey

october finds me lost in memories
of you. salty mornings remember how
we'd wake...the sand a damp dew, the sea's breeze
a caress. gone. eloquence of the dream now
frozen. snow spreads, the dune grass a yellow
brown crumbling under the storming gale,
blowing by whistling. i sit below
the sign broken, "BEACH CLOSED". i guess we failed
now that nature abandoned our summer
filling us with cold anger, hate, mistrust
the snow covered dunes, a misplaced lover
all i have left. for you, only disgust.
autumn finds Nature on her death bed cold
beside her, our decaying love grown old.

poem by Colleen F. Halley
1989, revised spring 1990