Fenwick Island

Author Sarah Tate

Fenwick Island

Sarah Tate

Sunset blazes in a walled garden,
clouds leafed like wedding cake. 
Orange warmth stripes stones
over the entrance, into the grass.
The smell of honeysuckle, 
made vivid by rain, 
will follow me beyond 
the shores of a moment.

And somewhere,
the sounds of late tide
between the spacious 
hours of night’s silence.
If I could reach out,
timid quiet would 
shy away, for what 
we cannot hold 
is what we should 
love the most—
moonlight, laughter’s
warmth, golden oil,
a hunger for story,
the flower already gone
between the iron gates
of the garden. 

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