boneyard
wander here
thfough the forest
of once tall
pines and palmettos
downed by erosion
bleached by sun
after high tied
sit look
where there is nothing
to see listen
where there is nothing
to hear hold
what you hold
and never abandon
8 thoughts on "boneyard"
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This poem builds well. Love the repetition near the end. Beautiful!
Love the movement of the poem and its stillness. The back and forth repetition of the last stanzas really works,
Yes, this poem holds movement and stillness. Not unlike the ocean…
As always, I am shown something in what I write through your read of it.
Beautiful! I like the idea of the bounty in nothingness, in silence.
You have heard what I experienced on the beach early this morning. Thank you!!
Love the lost two couplets!
I love your play with sounds and the flow of the poem.
Nicely stated the spiral motion of Mother Nature, thank you for this poem!