fdelano Posted February 3, 2013 Posted February 3, 2013 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 that temper the strain on body parts long unused, my return almost unbearable but a necessary part of going onward. Quote
Tinker Posted February 3, 2013 Posted February 3, 2013 Wow, Wow... Loved this! Lyrical, fluid, great sonics (a poem to be read aloud for sure) I can almost hear the waves and feel the cold wet sand under foot. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com
dedalus Posted February 4, 2013 Posted February 4, 2013 Measured poetic prose ... very good stuff! Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim
fdelano Posted February 4, 2013 Author Posted February 4, 2013 Oh, forgot to thank you, Tink. Glad this bit meant something. Quote
David W. Parsley Posted March 23, 2013 Posted March 23, 2013 I'm with Tinker. This poem brings me to the place and circumstance, evokes the narrator's mood. Nothing to suggest, it stands well as is, for me. - Dave Quote
douglas Posted April 6, 2013 Posted April 6, 2013 beautiful, transporting and reflective... Quote To receive love, you have to give it...
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