June 1, 2025
~ Sixth Place ~ Premiere Contest: 2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 12 Sponsor: Mark Toney
p u l s e s diastolic systolic tides e l a s t i c edge of ebb where water and salt and memories mix steals the space between my inhale and exhale plovers chasing stretchy waves tight-fisted oysters hoarding pearls winds blowing our laughter this way that way two kites flirtin’ and floatin’ in a sea of clouds tin foil tongues with spindrift speech breathes sea songs upon the shore's breast sea-fingers strum beach skin glistening sea-drums thrum seashell ears listening yet I wince as hungry riptides swallow my pebbles from the shore nothing long-lost leaves nothing longed for I yearn for riptides to swallow my sorrow instead of small joys and unadorned dreams swallow me in ragged state instead of smooth but famished riptides can’t swallow my jagged stone whole cyan dancers grow untamed and white maned their crimes their confessions s w a s h across expanse of dry seabed surging I recall our cupid kites tUmBLinG in growing flow wet sands a mirror for west-sky-fire reflections an ancient temple of quartz-grit-sages sift waves confessors with silence-filled voices just beyond and amid the t h r o b s of tides
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