fdelano Posted April 20, 2011 Share Posted April 20, 2011 (edited) The Shore On a long walk just inside the tide's reach, on salt-damp sand that gives and holds prints of toes and heels, with scattered shells constantly resettled by the ceaseless sea, I soak in the solitude of early morning moods and quiet stirrings, absorbing as much air and light as I can hold, then trudge the way back along a higher stretch, to find new thoughts, to temper the strain on body parts long unused, my return almost unbearable, but a necessary part of going on. Edited April 20, 2011 by fdelano Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted April 21, 2011 Share Posted April 21, 2011 Hi, Living so close to the Pacific Ocean, I live this poem. I feel like you listened to my thoughts and wrote them down. I very much enjoyed this piece. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted April 24, 2011 Share Posted April 24, 2011 Simply beautiful poem. The setting and the atmosphere is well captured. I enjoyed reading this poem, fdelano. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted April 24, 2011 Share Posted April 24, 2011 Echos of "Dover Beach," Benjamin. The last lines are striking: ... my return almost unbearable, but a necessary part of going on. Enjoyed it a lot. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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