Oct/Nov 2016 Poetry Special Feature |
A Water-snide Day
Sea regurgitates its weed
sand is given—then taken backlike love
trying to survive
on a heaving circle
in a tangled driftthat's how it is
some things remain
others reach for new dimensions
in private waters and fractured timeempty words sulk on a rolling pitch
a breeze comes then slips away
on the illusion of a kisscrabs crawl on a slant
rock pools fill and emptyheart does the same
hunger is a bridge
to the rise and pull of tidesgulls eat tossed chips
children squeal in the splash
parents take selfies to paste on Facebook
dog licks at a dropped ice-cream
swimsuits hurtle between Frisbees and netsemotion is never contained in one memory
it scatters on crested waves
to find its pulse in briny depths.