Seven Sea Haiku  /  Joshua Alan Sturgill

secret sea-promise
elusive 
          as ecstasy:
somewhere an island

life phantasmic, life
inversed — of 
          blood without breath
of flesh without bones

ocean paths twined like
handmade lace 
          only mother’s
mothers remember

silver pearls fall
from a blue ship 
          with white sails
— so to sea, the rain

before he vanished
his boat 
          had long been followed
by cold, lightless eyes

the sun calls brightly
but can never 
          awaken
these undreaming depths

I saw her and cried
such grief! 
          — infinite beauty
unreachably far


All poetry and supplementary material: copyright 2025 by Joshua Alan Sturgill. All rights reserved.

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