Spit and the Ocean

Spit and the Ocean


The sand spits at me as I walk
an uninvited interloper
content in my inane belief
I leave disappearing footprints.
Theft, pilferage, armed robbery,
committed in covetous collusion,
sunrises seared into memory,
plagiarized in dreams.
Thundering timpani of surf
rolling rounded stones,
salty chime of windblown sand
peppering the sea wall,
distant fog horn tuba -
ushers in the dimly lit aisles
following history’s lights
through shifting shoals.
The air shrieks, the ocean growls,
the sand burns, the brine stings,
the surf - in foaming rage - erases
all sign of my presence,
spitting as I walk away.



1/29/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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March 7, 2016 at 12:14 PM
Nice win...Linda
Dietrich Avatar
January 31, 2016 at 8:34 PM
wow, what a great way to do the contest. outstanding imagery and different from what most will do. I bet this makes the list.
Lawless Avatar
February 11, 2016 at 8:16 PM
Well Andrea it didn't make the list, but then again others wonder why some of their poems don't make my lists, C'est la vie. Always appreciate your interest and input.
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