SOS

Poetry Challenge Week 43

Taken in Lima Peru

I look out across the sea,

depths I cannot imagine

concealed by white haired waves,

out to the distant line

where the sky and sea

blend into a faded grey

blurring together.

Somewhere out there

the sound of a beacon

fades.

Beeping out a lonely call.

SOS.

Can you hear me?

Am I still here?