I wrote this poem in about a half-hour after going down to the beach and harvesting images. You will notice the narrator's lament about the loss of youth and the loss of the lovelys who he lost as a youth. There is something paradoxical working here, I will let YOU figure it out!
Black Point, Oahu 2004
Here you can swim
As far as you can go.
The reef is not distant—
Soon you will be aware of its teeth.
Bikinis and one pieces
Cover the beach.
A girl searches for friends
Along the seawall.
She reminds me of what I lost,
The years of crushes and failed loves.
I’m there again getting crushed
And losing all over again
This time wearing
Sunglasses, visor, marlin-blue trunks.
The familiar sand
Shifts beneath my weight.