Sea clouds

Words and photo by S.W. Cosgrove

Darkness comes early
The sun struggles to break through
Obscured by sea clouds

Wind and sand

Words and photo by S.W. Cosgrove

Wind and sand create waves

erasing the footprints we leave

and the castles we build with our lives.

Only memories remain

until they, too…vanish.

A faded memory

Photo by S.W. Cosgrove

A faded memory from a box of old photos. 1973. From the roof of our hotel.

The next day we sailed from New York Harbor aboard an Italian oceanliner bound for Cannes.

We returned to NYC the next year.

The Twin Towers were still there. We thought they always would be.

How foolish.

Footprints

Words and photo by S.W. Cosgrove

When we go to the western edge,
my dog Jack and me
We walk the tide line for miles
of only sky, sand and sea
Our footprints will soon be erased
As in time will we

Snow Dream

Words and image by S.W. Cosgrove

Slept with my Window open

Dreamed of The Wind

Blowing White Snow

Through the Woods