Tidal Zone
Some kids went on wild safari
others sunned in Côte d'Azur
but we stayed home to ‘summer’ on
our driftwood beach with rope and hammers
nails and cheez whiz bread
while morning mist from bull kelp beds
took flight and seagulls thread
thin strings of wind above the boulder
undisturbed and dreaming for
one million one
millennia
until the onslaught on the isthmus—
that startled rock awoken by
symbols snaked and hissing, hands
cold with human want
We built our jetsam vessel then
shoved off in churning tiderip
and paddled hard to reach that stone
bewildered still and bleeding while
Decades tumbled from the sky
into ephemeral dawn
where herons stretch above that shock
of progress bought and sold
and Dungeness
blue Abalone
now tokens on the sand
for every mega-million fortress
walled and stoned and gaping
Copyright © Soulfire | Year Posted 2011
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