Drift`wood

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Winston Rockwell fineartamerica.com

The drift`wood
like white thunderclouds
begs creative interpretation
The Island shore changes
like a late August sky
Tides shift timber

Some entire trees
find their way ashore
Hemlock alder cedar fir
hands & feet lost at sea
mantles all but eroded
by Sound & salt

A gray & rainy day
could never be mistaken
as a loving lass & her lad
lying in each others arms
under a shelf of sand
out of the wind

It is the old wood
that like a wild cloud
teases a poet’s imagination
The veteran of the storms
who has been broken
by extreme tides

Its deeply etched
form cries of love & loss
The ecstasy of the high wave
The devastation on the rocks
Bleached Sun-burnt now
Tomorrow gone

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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6 Responses to Drift`wood

  1. Morgan says:

    The Ecstasy and The Agony, eh? :) Nicely crafted!

    Like

  2. nature’s flotsam – man’s jetsam

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  3. cheryl622014 says:

    a beautiful photograph to ponder as well as the words

    Like

  4. barrira says:

    This is beautiful

    Like

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