November 9th, 2025
Winner: Weekly Poems Contest #19
by Theresa Shaw
I see the ferry lights slip past my window,
like your breath across my skin – brief, electric.
I hold still, listening within,
and believe then that you'll return with the tide.
The night hums low, the harbour sighs,
miracles cast up at the highwater mark.
I count them – the lights, the heartbeats,
the ripple of movement that brings you here.
Wind calls around the sill like a whisper,
carrying salt and foamy dreams.
Somewhere out there, your breath catches mine,
and still I wait, my pulse beating time with the sea.
The moon lays a path of silver on the water.
Each wave repeats a word I almost hear,
until the tide remakes what it took –
you between the ferry lights and me.
Biography of the Poet
Theresa Shaw lives in Wellington, New Zealand, where she writes poetry and stories alongside her work in technology.
Her writings draw on love, memory, and the everyday moments that give life meaning.
She has always found words to be a place of refuge and connection, and likes to bring private reflections into the open,
offering them as spaces where others might also feel at home.
Keywords: writing romance, poetry of love, remembrance
Previously Published in Weekly Poems:
"Sincerity" by Ethan McNew
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