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Specters of summer's past, reenacting, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.

There are sights and sounds swirling past my eyes
Sweet smells of lemon and mussels
Of grilled fish and crab cakes
Of the ocean breeze, salty spell, enchanting
Laughter and voices carried by the wind
Specters of summer's past, reenacting
Warmth from above, tingling,
Sun bleaching driftwood and empty shells
Sand under our feet, between our toes
Foamy waves caressing the shore

I reach out, try to grab hold, it blurs
My fingers touching mellifluous illusions
They call, I answer, there is no reply
How much further do we have to tread
Before the light dances upon the sea again
And seaweed undulates beneath its surface?
The wind will tell when blue memories
Turn to vibrant melodies again.

© Thorsten Becker

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