Guest Post: Tim Rhatigan

Sconset Beach, Nantucket, by Edward Emerson Simmons, 1916

AM I MISSING SOMETHING

Days and nights 

roll in and out

like waves

with no notice

of tiny sand pebbles 

or life’s daily drama

The sand is silent 

to the sea’s shifting tides

our prayers fall short 

of the stars circling above

returning stubborn silence

to anxious hearts