Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Two boys


Two brothers
stand in front of the ocean
sometimes warm, sometimes cold
sometimes laughing, quiet, or yelling
dry, wet
(just remember that
it's always more complicated
than the surface of the thing
which can appear as smooth as glass
but can swell, reach out
and knock you down
or swallow you
then spit you out
when you are not looking
or running fast enough
just remember that it's deeper darker and
surprisingly full of unseen beauty and life
and you stand
in front of it,
together)

-11/18/08

-XOXO,


2 comments:

sara said...

I love having 2 boys. brothers. it is so wonderful!

Brian said...

Beautiful poem of life and relationships. I love your depth.

Also love the pictures of your boys...every boy should get to grow up at the beach.