Sea

I have packed my life
in boxes of three
once again it is time
the clothes on my back
me
my haunting friend the sea
and where I go
I shall not know
where I am
I need not care
but silently ponder
under ocean vast
its darkness
which precludes
my own
and that I have met
a friend
somewhere I can love
but not defend




      N.J. Hartney