Impartial Sand
IMPARTIAL SAND
How democratic is a stretch of beach?
Yesterday, a respectable married couple
slept on the same spot
where a murderer had once lain. Before that
a couple living in sin caught some sun there.
Tomorrow, it may be a priest,
or a poet, each enjoying the illusion
that this bit of ground
is theirs alone.
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Shared with those with sand in their shorts over at DVerse Poets.
©2025 Christopher Reilley
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©2025 Christopher Reilley
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The thought of that murderer made me look for the body.
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ReplyDeleteThis is just stunning.
I wish i had written this
Much♡love
Adding the murderer changed the tone of the rest of the poem. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteThat’s the thing about sand, you never know where it’s been.😉
ReplyDeleteI agree with Melissa, you never know where sand has been. However, it does shift with time and tide, which brings up even more possibilities.
ReplyDeleteWell, for certain you have me pondering what may have preceded me on all the hundreds and hundreds of beaches I have walked in 83 years !! I enjoyed this, bunches.
ReplyDeleteFantastic poem, Chris! We definitely do not own any part of nature, no matter how much our egos would like to think we do.
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
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I started looking over my shoulder.
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