grief
hidden and unpredictable
it catches offbalance
shifts pebbles underfoot
transforms the landscape
it ebbs and flows
grief
set not by moon but in its own secret particular irregularity
it waves and washes
grief
crashing and seeping
changing everything
and withdraws
leaving shine,
patterns,
sometimes treasures
carefully cast up on the wet shifting shingle
© Sally Alsford 2009
11 comments:
ah to sit on the beach and watch what the tide turns up...relaxing. have a great weekend lettuce!
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. : - )
you caught me with your imagery.
Lettuce, the imagery in this, to me, is so right on. Grief, unpredictable...'crashing and seeping
changing everything'....
wonderful, heartfelt writing. -J
this is beautiful and moving...
i anticipate so your work here...i feel the same as Crafty - this is quite moving...it's my life--too.
lovely poem. Washing grief.
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
I don't think I've visited here before, Lettuce. This was beautiful and I'll be back regularly.
beautiful, heart opening, tear inspiring...in a good way.
gentle steps,
laura
Lettuce, like leaves from a tree, you just don't stop. Tidal is another really wonderful piece!
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