Sand

[CdnReader]

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sand


the smell of salt water
and the crash of the surf
bring me back...
and I wander,
listless, directionless

pointless

the dragging hems
of my faded jeans...
damp now,
caked with wet sand,
rough and cold
against my ankles...
a heaviness I dare not bear

I follow the cry of the gulls
in their swooping sea-dance
and I mimic their screams...
with a soundless shriek that
collapses the world

and my empty footprints
fill with the sea


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[blazeofglory]

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sand


the smell of salt water
and the crash of the surf
bring me back...
and I wander,
listless, directionless

pointless

the dragging hems
of my faded jeans...
damp now,
caked with wet sand,
rough and cold
against my ankles...
a heaviness I dare not bear

I follow the cry of the gulls
in their swooping sea-dance
and I mimic their screams...
with a soundless shriek that
collapses the world

and my empty footprints
fill with the sea


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cdn/17may08
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A sad, melancholic and sardonically penetrating poem, of course a piece of beauty I must say.

[PrinceMyshkin]

I've seen this before, haven't I? Or just those marvelous final two lines. They provide such an authoritative counterpoint to the seeming looseness of the lines that preceded them.

[symphony]

Beautifully infinite.
And infinitely beautiful.

[CdnReader]

Thanks very much, Blaze, Prince, and Symphony.

Jer, I wrote those last two lines first and shared them with you a few days ago. That's why it sounds familiar. ;)
Symphony, good luck with exams. I have two more. In two weeks I'm FREEEE!, never to write exams ever again. :D

[amanda_isabel]

congratulations on your upcoming freedom, Cdn, and on this lovely poem :D

love the last two lines. an epic finish. :D

[CdnReader]

Many thanks, Amanda. I'm glad you liked it. :)

[firefangled]

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sand


the smell of salt water
and the crash of the surf
bring me back...
and I wander,
listless, directionless

pointless

the dragging hems
of my faded jeans...
damp now,
caked with wet sand,
rough and cold
against my ankles...
a heaviness I dare not bear

I follow the cry of the gulls
in their swooping sea-dance
and I mimic their screams...
with a soundless shriek that
collapses the world

and my empty footprints
fill with the sea


.
cdn/17may08
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I am late for work, and I just read this. The first thing that hits me is the sheer physical forces at work against such delicate things as smell and flight.

I will read this later today. The ending is so right.

[firefangled]

What I was taken with in this was the way you joined the location and the emotional content with physical descriptions. The emptiness made into a physical event in the last lines, sums up the entire experience you are describing. Very well done, I think.

[ampoule]

Really very lovely, Cdn.

[CdnReader]

Firefangled and Ampoule, thanks so much for stopping by and leaving these kind comments. Much appreciated. :)

[dibyendra]

Very well written Cdn! Your poems are really vibrant and intriguing as usual. And good luck for your exams!

[CdnReader]

Thank you so much, Dibyendra. :)

[kiz_paws]

cdn, your poem is beautiful. It made me smell, see, hear ... And I felt the sadness. It takes a special poet to take the reader through all these feelings/senses == I salute you!

p.s. Good luck on those exams from me too!

[CdnReader]

:blush: .... You are very kind, Kiz. Many thanks! Countdown is on for exams.... EIGHT MORE DAYS! (yay)