Still Talking

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Still Talking

He is still talking ...
 
I listened intently for as long as I could
but felt my mind wandering
to a faraway place where all I could hear
was the gentle lapping of waves
against a sandy shores

A warm breeze rustled the sea grasses
as I studied my toes buried deep
in the cool soft powdered beach
I watched sandpipers toying with the water
Running out and running in, never to get wet

I picked up treasure of bleached-out shells
Waiting in their emptiness to be collected 
and transported elsewhere and stored
in a box with a lid closed tight
Never to see the sun again until needed
for a memory check of what once was

I followed footprints along the beach
Watching the tide reclaim them effortlessly
The colors began to change in the late afternoon
and there is an orange glow the color of marmalade
A seagull shrieks loudly
and I am startled from my peaceful sojourn
It is then I realize ...
 
He is still talking 
 
 
Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
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Peter Frank is hosting D'Verse Poets, Meet at the Bar tonight.
He has prompted us with 'Circular poetry'.  We have the option to
write a Pantoum or Villanelle which are circular poems with
repetition, or to write a poem showing something coming
full circle




Photo by Saksham Gangwar on Unsplash
 
 

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

29 thoughts on “Still Talking”

    1. Ha! Isn’t it awful? OMG, you almost have to be rude to make them stop. Or do as I did but then you run the risk of m ore of there same! 🤣🤣🤣

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  2. Terrific hilarious piece Christine. Here in Australia we’re hearing lots of men talking – men who should know better – men in positions of power and responsibility – men who should be listening instead. Bravo you.

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    1. Thanks so much Peter! I’m happy you liked it ☺️ I’m not very good at muttering under my breath when I’m those situations so it seemed a good idea to go on a little trip 🤣

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    1. It sure does Sadje. You’d think they’d read the signs, wouldn’t you? But nooooooo! 😬

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    1. Thanks Ingrid. It’s funny I found myself actually doing this once when a neighbor would not stop talking. I completely zoned out 🤣

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  8. I have known many such men in the airline industry! This is brilliantly executed, Christine 🙂

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  9. Girl, tell him to shut the heck up and GET TO THAT DAMN BEACH ALREADY 🤷🏻‍♀️ 🏖🙂. Very Dorothy Parkeresque, lush beautiful poem that is also HILARIOUS.

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    1. Thank you so much. We do seem to hungrily collect shells and take them home with us, but rarely do we ever look at them again. I wonder why. Too sad to revisit maybe because we would wish we were still there? ☺️

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      2. Yes they are special aren’t they? I particularly like collecting little pieces of coral too ☺️

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