Lovelorn Poet in Cape Cod, MA: The Geography Of Us

(2)when the sun is unsure of itself.

when the sun is unsure of itself by Djinn Photography

The Geography Of Us
Missed Connections on Cape Cod/The Islands

There is a small space in time when I was yours
and you were mine…

Offshore, floating, untouched by tides-
Cresting, falling, side by side…

I came here once when we two were not far from one-
You came, other side of tomorrow,
And yesterday and today collapsed inside our hearts-

An escape, this cape, that speaks a soul-language much like our eyes –

Too blue sparkling depths, too light to hide.

If we knew the blue fire that burned inside,
would we have opened this box
Stepped aside,
Watched one walk away and one subside?

I come back to these shores to know my own soul.
I’m pulled back to these shores by phantom ghosts.

Yesterday weaves the dreams of tomorrow with those strands of today
And I find myself anciently aching to get back to this waterfront, to touch the shore again, to feel the wave…

Nearly two trips around the sun since the seasun has touched my face-
Skin, untouched.
Eyes, unseen.

There is no breathing without knowing the scent of you…

Seasun, my son of the sea, come back to me, find me in the sea shadows, by the shore, riding the waves out beyond the barriers that hold us two worlds apart on the same side of the earth.

If I had ever known one like I’ve known you, then I could breathe again.

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Having grown up and lived much of my life near the beaches of New England, I can attest to the special qualities of Cape Cod’s combination of water, air, and land. It’s a place that has touched the hearts and souls of many people and exerts a migratory pull on them year after year. Every visitor may appear to have a different story, a different reason for their journey to the ocean, but perhaps their reasons are very similar underneath it all.

Lovelorn Poet in Cape Cod, MA: To Find You

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Missed Connections from Cape Cod / The Islands

Been riding like the wind to find you..
we’re going to ride every highway
doesn’t matter which road we take
or if it’s your way or my way



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For many of us, this is the time of year for long drives on the highways that cross and connect the various states we live in. I was curious to see what a missed connections search on this word would bring and sure enough, there were plenty of messages about momentary glimpses out of speeding windows and various traffic infractions (Thank you, Jersey Shore!) This post from Cape Cod was very different in tone and included a photo of four young people on a sailboat in open water and it made me think about how difficult it would be to search the roads for a loved one who has drifted away.  Just something to remember the next time holiday congestion on the roads brings about short tempers in the car…

Lovelorn Poet in Cape Cod, MA: Do You Still Read These?

The Passing of Time by Robb North

The Passing of Time by Robb North

Do You Still Read These?
Missed Connections from Cape Cod/the Islands

I do miss you…
I wonder if you still read these, because I am always looking for something from you.
I think about you a lot, and wonder if you are really happy.
I know that we aren’t together right now, but at least i know you were happy when we were.
Miss you,

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The Oracle of Cape Cod disappeared well over a year ago, but I still can’t help myself from hoping that their words will re-appear on the Cape Cod forum. Every time I scan through I wonder if I’ll discover they’ve returned – but so far, nothing has materialized. I wonder if the writer, or writers, grew tired of the activity or if life events changed their priorities. I don’t know if anyone else wonders what happened, but this message made me think of the wonderful, creative service they provided and how much I miss them.

Missed Connections in Cape Cod, MA: A Farewell Message

Missed Connections in Cape Cod, MA

Love is a Fruit by Leland Francisco


I Always Said “You’ll Miss Me When I’m Gone!”
Missed Connections in Cape Cod, MA

All of life is a teaching about love,
for it is love that gives the deepest meaning to experience.
Therefore, when questions arise about why something is so,
at the deepest level the answer is about love –
to feel it, to value it, to share it, to become it –
to experience all of life in and through the power of love.

One Year Ago: Missed Connection in Raleigh-Durham, NC: You Quietly Said, “You’re so pretty.”

Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:

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I was hoping that the final Oracle of Cape Cod message was going to be today, but alas, my scheduling was off and…well…the previous message was in fact the last one. Not to be discouraged, I dug into the archives and found, in my humble opinion, the most perfect Oracle message for Valentine’s Day. While we’re on the subject of love, super big hearts to Chris Borrelli of the Chicago Tribune who included this blog in his article, Love and the arts: The poetry of the missed connection. Lots of super creative folks were profiled, and I’m honored and humbled to be included.

Missed Connections in Cape Cod, MA: To Thine Own Self Be True

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sandgiver by Victor Bezrukov


To Thine Own Self Be True
Missed Connections in Cape Cod/ Islands

That is the message you left in the book.
Do not judge yourself for what cannot be immediately changed.
Rather, let the moment take care of the moment as you ask to receive the teachings of life.

One Year Ago: Missed Connection in Austin, TX: Chicken Shit Bingo

Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:

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The countdown is on to the final missed connections message from the Oracle of Cape Cod. It appears I have two “communications” left and then this interesting feature will come to a close. Much like Victor Bezrukov’s photograph of the sandgiver, I’m left pondering what to do with what’s been offered to me. I’m considering creating a free e-book and/or a video featuring these unique and thought-provoking message and artwork. What do you think? Would that be a good way to keep the spirit of the “oracle” alive? Everything has creative use – even the sand on our hands.