Open Poetry #40 |
Timeless (repost from 2000) |
Rod Member
since 1999-12-08
Posts 149Auckland New Zealand |
TIMELESS Today I stood upon the shore Where Grandad walked in days of yore; Along its sandy, glossy sheen Where once, his imprint would have been. And thereupon I did behold ‘Twas here, when I was two years old; I dangled from his stalwart hands In gleeful awe of foaming sands. So timeless now, this scene appears It’s altered not these fifty years Nor hundreds, thousands gone before; As restless wave greets silent shore. Still endless rolling surf she brings; Now to my little son she sings. I held him in her gentle lee, The way my Grandad once held me. As every wavelet’s dying throes Washed tiny grains between my toes; Methought perhaps, that in his day, For every grain, a pebble lay. Eroded by the tick and tock Of oscillating tidal clock; Its pulsing rhythm, all abounding In softest kiss, or anger pounding. I pondered what it all may mean; Our ocean’s mighty time machine. Where pebbles, hardened, flat or round, By rolling surf to sand are ground. From rock to stone to pebbled grain To sand, and back to rock again..... As, in our turn, we surely must Become as ashes........ dust to dust. It is better to light a single candle than to curse the darkness. |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
And if you repost it in another 7 years it will not have eroded the feelings and memories this poetry exudes.... Ivor |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Very well done. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"Eroded by the tick and tock Of oscillating tidal clock; Its pulsing rhythm, all abounding In softest kiss, or anger pounding" I really like the flow of this.. glad you reposted it. |
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