I Walk the Seashore Down
I Walk The Seashore Down
I walk the seashore down
Pillowed by silent calls of night
Land begins
Sea ends
Great leveler of life
I call my own
An echoed noise releases
Crashing wet positioning’s of a tide
Like footstep entries
On sands of time
Filters on my cigarettes taste bland
They kill me
My feet
I know not where they land
I walk the seashore down
Shadowed by giant limbs
I call my own
It seeks me out
I walk the seashore down
Collect my thoughts among the shells
Laugh at them out loud
In silent numbers
They line against me
Laugh back with ocean sounds
Breath’s heavy like the wind
Steps take me where I’ve been
More lost than found
I walk the seashore down
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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