Unseen In The Storm Poem by James McLain

Deep asleep in a dream, I drempt of you,
The sea was shallow there at the edge,
Where the waves in and out washed clean
Fish between them.
Arms outstretched clenched fists in the sand,
Waist down underwater, pointed tips in the wind,
Lips taste of saltwater.
Dream after dream in and out every night, waves
And the wind, did you feel in the darkness, I
Was the wind and over and over, snow covered the hills.