Gasp

 

 

Gasp

 

 

Ocean's half-breaths 

pant past dusk.

 

Breakers heave into night –

sand bleached white

 

Tuneless jetty grinds

bluster.  Jagged granite

 

locks-in tide.  Sea-spray

detaches over sand. 

 

Crest over ankles.

Pin-prick of gloom –

 

all becomes true.

Pin-point cruel moment

 

all is undone.

 

 

 

Sam Barbee

 

Sam Barbee has a new collection, Apertures of Voluptuous Force (2022, Redhawk Publishing).  He has three previous poetry collections, including That Rain We Needed (2016, Press 53), which was a nominee for the Roanoke-Chowan Award as one of North Carolina’s best poetry collections of 2016.  Also, Uncommon Book of Prayer (2021, Main Street Rag) which chronicles family travels in England. 

His poems have appeared recently in Salvation South, Literary Yard, Snapdragon, Asheville Poetry Review, and Adelaide Literary Magazine, Ariel Chart Journal, Poetry South, among others; plus on-line journals American Diversity Report, Verse Virtual, The Voices Project, and Medusa’s Kitchen; and is a two-time Pushcart nominee.   

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