Tag: Sand

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 
 
 
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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




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