Stranded

Photo/Poem, Photographs, Poem 1 Minute

The sea has no memory,
but it leaves reminders—
bone, gristle, a mouth frozen mid-thought,
waiting for nothing.

Once, this thing had direction,
a current to follow, hunger to heed.
Now it lies where it was left,
a shape reduced to outline.

The sand does what it always does,
takes without effort,
makes room for the next arrival,
the next forgetting.

You stand there, hands in pockets,
as if there’s something to be done.
But the tide will return soon enough,
and take care of it.

New Smyrna Beach, Florida

Unknown's avatar

Published by davestankowicz

Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Dave is the former host of the WMPG radio show Palm Wine Radio, and currently hosts Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores different themes, genres, artists and record labels. Next to Silence can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence) He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.

Published

One thought on “Stranded”

Leave a comment