It wasn't the ocean

that healed her,

it was the long walk

to get there.

Derek Robert Delahunt

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ARTICLES, STORIES & POEMS

October 12, 2016

The water taxi moves slowly through the marina. The captain takes care to keep his wake small until he’s clear of the breakwater that protects boats at rest from the ocean swells that roll in from the Pacific, down the Strait of Ju...

October 3, 2016

Published Oct 3 on Elephant Journal (click to view)

Why do I bicycle, every day, to the office, you ask? Why do I forsake the warmth of my truck for the chill of hard weather? Is it to lose this belly? Do I ride to save money or do...

September 19, 2016

Also published as Our Love is a Celestial Dance

in Elephant Journal, September 3, 2016 (click to view)

There are about 100 billion stars in our galaxy,
and in the universe, some estimate there are one hundred billion galaxies.
J...

September 19, 2016

Here

could be anywhere

if you

are there

it could be

a hotel room

it could be

my bed

it could be

that trail above the mountain town

or

together

in my head

the cab of an old pickup truck

could be here

if you are there

So if you

were here

your back sli...

August 9, 2016

Published by The Good Men Project, January 2, 2017

(Click to View)

I heard them

I heard them through the wall of my hotel room

muffled words at first

his

and hers

I heard them

then I didn’t

and my mind un-sprung

from the swiftness

of their si...

Her feet are bare and high on the dashboard.

Her hair tucked into that baseball cap while blonde strands, the ones she lets fall out, blow Across her smile.
There’s no Spotify, no iPod, no CDs. She found a country radio station.

He d...

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