Artichokes like Comets
The Sea at Night
I had feared the sea,
I had feared the night.
I could hear from my bedroom window,
the great sea curling and,
the deep wind whistling in the dark.
I longed to be brave,
to step out into blackness,
to then gain sight,
for I knew, that nature would be
my longest companion,
My first love,
the thing that would be with me
while I passed,
the thing that I would become
once I passed.
The oysters at night
glistened like little light bulbs,
canary yellow and smiling.
I could smell them:
earthy, salty, fleshy.
I could feel them,
like scary, slippery unknown things
and yet, they made me want to love.
They made me want to be brave
and see in the darkness.
To kiss under the moonlight
with the curling sea,
the whistling wind,
and the smiling oysters.