Coastline of My Mind by Mona Mehas

a mob of gulls fills the dark sky under the new moon

they sing a sermon in the air words rearranged on wings

the sky breathes in time as waves lash onto the shore

I am alone at water’s edge toes in the sand

images form in my subconscious of pain and scars

the hurt determines who I am

‘I feel your pain’ is more than a breezy sound byte 

echoed by the lighthouse in the distance

waves lap at my feet with abandon

healing light projected from my third eye

destroys the monster hiding in the shadows

sandcastles wash away

this reflection of myself upon the water

reveals no goals, no plans, no surprises

cloud cover hides all my wildness

like a prism exposing multi surfaces and colors

elements of water prance and play off each other

the ink-black birds turn to gray

no matter my perspective or mood or energy level

I’ll build my life on the coast just to see it topple 

repeat with variation

the sky still breathes as waves crash the shore

on the beach I contemplate my aloneness

at the cool edges of the day



“This poem placed third in in a category of the MA State Poetry Society contest, 2024. The subject was “a magical journey to an enchanted place” I’d just written this poem not long before and hadn’t sent it anywhere. Usually if you win a state contest they publish the poem somewhere but the person I contacted in Massachusetts said they don’t publish the winning poems at all. Now it’s kind of stuck in the middle of out there but not out the’re. Not published, but not exactly unpublished. I hate to think Coastline of My Mind will be left out.”

Mona Mehas (she/her) writes poetry and prose from the perspective of a retired disabled teacher in Indiana USA. A Pushcart Prize nominee, her work has appeared in Paddler Press, IHRAM Literary, Big Windows Review and others. Her poetry, Questions I Didn’t Know I’d Asked and Hand-Me-Downs (LJMcD Communications) and Self-Centered (Bottlecap Press) are available now. Mona is Editor-in-Chief of Cicada Song Press and President of the Poetry Society of Indiana. She is searching for a home for her first novel while writing a novel in verse. https://linktr.ee/monaiv  https://monamehas.net

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