poetry

The Sand

for SSFS

there can be no pretence
to your unfailing eye
spirits that appear
walk free but rationed
under your witness

their elements are rare
though their categories
are present everywhere
the nebuliser airs
its grievous florals

say how may we honour
the ground we landed on
more than this, being here,
each moment becoming
exactly what we are

each new day’s defence
made unnecessarily
for ever the seas must buff
to grains the granite coast
nor from spite nor hunger

rust is change not death
the furniture distressed
only strengthened, the flange
is love’s true accretion,
the sea’s rough wash a joy

for do we not love the sand?

6 replies on “The Sand”

Mahislop, I appreciate the voice and tone of your poem. I especially like these words: “for ever the seas must buff to grains the granite coast” and “rust is change not death
the furniture distressed only strengthened”. Yes, we do love the sand, especially barefooted. Thank you for the opportunity to share your writing.
ptc

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Mark,

“how may we honour
the ground we landed on
more than this, being here,
each moment becoming
exactly what we are”

For art and for life that statement rings
without sham or artifice. Your voice is strong.

This one is a favorite.

Sarah

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Hi Mark

Beautiful and prophetic writing in its own way. I feel this is both a call to honor the environment on which we dwell and the spirit that inhabits our body. The sand is something that roughens and smoothens at the same time. It’s the process of experience wearing us down into something humble but strong, of the land abrading and then polishing its resources into something that matters. The sand is precious like the sea salt and in its own way helps us to change and transform. Especially loved these lines —

say how may we honour
the ground we landed on
more than this, being here,
each moment becoming
exactly what we are

each new day’s defence
made unnecessarily
for ever the seas must buff
to grains the granite coast
nor from spite nor hunger

rust is change not death

Thanks for sharing this one!
So much enjoyed,
wendy

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