It lay incongruous:
At an angle oblique to its own belonging,
Languishing lonely between retreating tide
And the blind feet of the Good Friday beach brigade
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I bobbed along each line like floating flotsum and enjoyed the topsy- turvey loneliness... I see your heart filtering through.. well done again lone wolf
'Wedded resolve'... I've fallen hook, line and sinker.. 'Torso slit and split from navel to neck, Innards systematically shredded - By the assiduous attrition of salt and sun.' Bamboo - Digeradoo.. boom on - One Peace at a Time... Deana
A 'found object' - becomes 'art' through a poet's eye. This is an exceptionally well written poem Tony. Your use of language (esp alliteration) is most pleasing to the ear and the emotional softness of the core indicates a strong connection to your yin side. I am impressed! love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥