Fay Slimm.





Walking where dry loose sand riddled my footwear
with glassy fragments and abandoned shells
I remember the dolphins.

Collapsed and gasping, fins flapping in destiny
of pale suds' incoming froth they fought
yet slipped into puzzling death

Tragedy lay hoarded on this mid-August shoreline
of gentler water and no one knew why,
tide drew living bodies to join
blanched jackets of cockle and crab as unbaited
they to strange air gave way, quietly.


Tonight finned sinews move leviathan-sized life
to deeper survival while I celebrate 
they parade not dangerous arenas between sea
and land's fateful temptation.

Yet as memory invades I still shed a sad tear
over intelligent creatures now debris,
foundering helpless sea-life's beached distress  
when stranded leaves  
me with unanswered questions.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2018 02:38
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 40
  • User favorite of this poem: Netashi.
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    WONDERFUL NOSTALGIC POEM FAY ~ thanks for sharing ! We all get stranded from time to time "out of our comfort zones". Thus far I've managed to make it back in time ~ those that don't perish. Of such is LIFE & (sadly) DEATH. Yours as always BRIAN Please check my Poem on WORDS ~ Thanks B !

  • Michael Edwards

    What a great read Fay - thanks for posting.

  • orchidee

    A sensitive write Fay.

  • Netashi

    A beautiful and well thought out write as per usual Fay, keep up the magnificent work

  • David De La Cruz

    Great poem.....

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