The Beach House, a Sestina

We chose the beach house again to winter
ourselves from summer
and then the raking of leaves
and to keep our marriage far from the rocks.
The road to the ocean has an incessant wind
bringing nausea in waves.

We arrive to welcome fresh air and the sound of crashing waves
that’ll grow fiercer in winter,
responding to the storms and the wind,
calming again next summer
allowing for rest near the rocks
when time comes again for us to take our leaves.

We awaken the next morning needing coffee, he leaves.
I sit waiting on the balcony while surfers do waves
near merciless rocks
that the tide would bring them closer to in winter
but it’s summer
and they are pushed the other way by a gentle morning wind.

And I wonder what it’s like, the wind
and the water, to push your arms like leaves
bristling in the breeze of summer
standing on waves
and then crashing like the avalanche we had last winter
snow rolling and rolling, like falling rocks.

I watch a gull pick at clam shells by the rocks
undisturbed, by the tide or the wind
and I wonder if he stays for winter
or if he leaves
flapping feathers, following the waves
to a warmer place searching for his endless summer.

And I walk the beach, knowing the despair I carried last summer
hot as sun baked sand, jagged as flesh torn by rocks
and fresh as a wound salted by the waves
is gone. Taken far away by the wind
Taken, when we found love in front of a fire kindled with the leaves
we saved from a tree cut down for winter.

I listen to the wind and the waves
feeling the warmth of summer as I walk towards the rocks
knowing gone is my winter, raked away with the autumn leaves.

The Beach House, a Sestina

Colette Hope Marks

Newbury Park, United States

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A Sestina, is a classic form of poetry in which all lines of the poem end in one of only six words. For “The Beach House” I chose the following words: leaves, waves, rocks, winter, summer and wind. As you will find the six ending words attach to a line in the first six stanzas. The seventh stanza is 3 lines in length and again the six defining words are within the stanza. Hope you enjoy.

I must add that I find writing in form truly difficult and have tended to focus my poetry towards classical form writing.

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