The ocean is calling me

It keeps

calling,

years later

I slept on the beaches

watching waves

walking on white sand

picking up shells

Easy to sleep

as sunset

turned to darkness

I was going to return

to a

forever life

I returned to

to finish college

and tripped over

life there

and never returned

During the nights

while trying

to sleep

I hear the ocean waves

calling me

each night

–Jim Wortham — December 8, 2021

Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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