Driftwood speaks
a seeing story
pictures look back
telling tales of
journeys not chosen
thrust upon her
travel such as this
makes
rough edges smooth
sharp corners round
skin of satin
she gathered
strength to
float the storm
resilience
permanently
ingrained
resting while waiting
sometimes looks
as if
beached
it is not so-
take her home
a treasure
now wanted
the story
now wanted
the story
not wasted
smooth and pretty
ReplyDeleteIsn't driftwood marvelous? Even the name: a journeying implied. And they last and last, despite the constant heaving from ocean to shore and back.
ReplyDeleteThese pieces look like bones bleached by desert sun.
I like that idea Maureen - the name implication. Do you get to the real coast much Nancy?
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