Best Driftwood Poems

Still dusted with sleep or sand,
The daydreams wash away with the tide falling out,
I'll rise to wander this lonely drifting shore,
Gather belongings and clarity of sight,
If I could stay I'd never leave again,
And who's to say I cannot?

When I was but much younger than today,
You...

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stars there are
in the heart of heaven
than the myriad ripples of brine that
gently placed me here -
tender tongues of tide that tossed me
and polished my bark away
shaped me smooth from jagged -
turned from beast, to beauty …
courses ago -
I was loosed from a tree
and...

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the tide pulls, the wind howls
but i do not cling to the storm
i am driftwood, floating free
unburdened by the weight of the waves

hands reach, voices call
urging me to sink, to fight
but i let the current carry me
where it wills, where i must go

the sky shifts,...

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I have built my fire where the mud meets the sea 
on black-gumbo clay, that keeps water from land 
with driftwood, branches and the boughs of old trees. 

All gathered and piled with the work of my hand. 
To comfort this soul from chilled wind...

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Driftwood memories
cerulean shoreline fades
ebony night dawns...

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Where have you been my drifting friend?
What have you seen along the way?
Perhaps a storm has sent you here;
your earthly remains to rot away.

A force greater than life itself
ripped you from earth's nurturing breast.
The time had come to send you on.
We must believe our Maker...

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Moon brightens 
Crystalline sand of fine glass
Glowing jade under light of cosmos 
My body like driftwood 
Unnoticed by beachcombers 
Searching for that blush 
The rosey wine stones
Coveted by the stars
Star shine, moonbeams
Ever glancing down
At my body 
Twisted as driftwood 
Unbeknownst to 
Lovers hand 'n hand...

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Just lay there in the sun
The colors lovingly fade 
From slate, to white to coal 
Rest there, listen to the waves 
You've worked so hard
And traveled such a long way from home...

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Leaves of reddened corpse
Fall on me like driftwood dies
When it leaves the sea...

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stiff as a board lying
in the wake of another dream
an imprint of your body fading
from my bed's white shore

"when will you be back?"
the soft breeze gone unanswered
lost to the loneliness of the wind

"i want you to come.."
yet a sudden realization sucked breath
from yearning's end

although death...

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There are red-wings on the cattails,
loons calling on the lake,
reeds swaying with the breeze.

I see the feathered wing
and the seeds.
I hear the haunting call,
the echo,
the plaintiff reminder.
I feel the breeze,
sometimes gently,
sometimes fierce.

There is a pain in my heart,
memories I feel:
those days,
those impressed moments,
the sinking stone,
me...

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Life’s Timeless Driftwood

Peering back at the shadow stretching,
continuance knows well the peaceful silhouettes from horizon's light,
ancestral sequences having frequented one’s shore many times.

All is as it has been.

One’s longevity holds firm,
like isolated fingers protruding in protest
from sequestered driftwood blanketed by sand,
unready to move on,
just yet.

Just...

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Driftwood

Once part of a thing lone and simple,
That stood breathing sky through a spray of green
Held in a tangle of outspread arms,
Some circumstance tore you loose from your moorings
And cast you adrift,
A wanderer on the unframed seas
Whose eddies shaped and changed you
Into your present enigma:...

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Small pieces of driftwood 
on the beach this morning
still wet to touch
with shapes and smells of salty wonder
Cautiously I move
Carefully I sift

I find a lucky piece on the high tide line
lovingly place it in my pocket 
take it home
put it in a special place and...

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there in the imperfect silence of night
searching for embers of hope among the
burned bridges of your life
the driftwood theology of a wandering soul
wherever the tides take you
trying to find some token of salvation in
the star filled heavens
trying to find meanings in a grain of sand
as...

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