The Beach

The waves lap over me
Like a forgotten shore,
Taking sand, leaving salt
Slowly, constantly
I lose myself
And crystallize
A pillar of salt looking back
With high tide
I collapse
Only to crystallize again


Copyright 2010 Andrew Whiting

About andrewwhiting

A sentimental and sarcastic poet, lover of language, traveling and nature (not a fan of the Oxford comma).
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4 Responses to The Beach

  1. Carol says:

    I really like all of your writings, stories and poems. I agree that poetry can make you see things differently. Keep up with it.

  2. krystal says:

    i like this, but i think the first line could be worded differently to make more of an image…not sure how though! i’m not good with words and stuff.

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