Friday, July 10, 2009


it has a rhythm and pattern all its own

hidden and unpredictable
it catches offbalance
shifts pebbles underfoot
transforms the landscape

it ebbs and flows
set not by the moon but in its own secret particular irregularity

it waves and washes
crashing and seeping
changing everything

and withdraws
leaving shine,
and sometimes treasures
carefully cast up on the wet shifting shingle


Blogger Brian Miller said...

ah to sit on the beach and watch what the tide turns up...relaxing. have a great weekend lettuce!

4:26 PM  
Blogger Rohzi E. said...

Goodness... I don't make it a point to visit your poetry blog as often as I'd like to. And I think I've decided this morning that I'm going to exert more effort to do so...

...because I do so love your work.

It reminds me of days when I used to write often.

Thank you for sharing your creativity. : - )

1:33 PM  
Blogger California Girl said...

you caught me with your imagery.

5:00 PM  
Blogger J A Harnett-Hargrove said...

Lettuce, the imagery in this, to me, is so right on. Grief, unpredictable...'crashing and seeping
changing everything'....
wonderful, heartfelt writing. -J

12:42 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

this is beautiful and moving...

7:42 AM  
Blogger rosedale's 4head said...

i anticipate so your work here...i feel the same as Crafty - this is quite's my life--too.

3:28 PM  
Blogger ...mmm... said...

lovely poem. Washing grief.

3:11 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow! this is so touching, every word rings so very true.. beautiful, thanks for sharing this lettuce (love your name, just had to say it :) x

10:25 PM  
Blogger e said...

I don't think I've visited here before, Lettuce. This was beautiful and I'll be back regularly.

10:54 PM  
Blogger Laura Hegfield said...

beautiful, heart opening, tear a good way.

gentle steps,

9:24 PM  
Blogger annell said...

Lettuce, like leaves from a tree, you just don't stop. Tidal is another really wonderful piece!

2:10 PM  

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