Dream.

I saw some fishing boats out there while walking the bluffs today.

Up here, I could feel Dave’s presence despite these four years.

I could feel his longing for the ocean

Where he was most happy.

My Bonny who lies over the ocean with his deep blue sea eyes 

Must be out there on one of those boats.

And these old fences on the bluff

Are a veil between those of us who are living, and our dead.