Cusp

Neville

Cusp

 

Think not of mustard seeds

My love

But yet of tiny

Grains of sand

Each one

Insignificant as the next

And vying

With those ever close

Tho shifting neighbours

Eroding on

An infinite beach somewhere

 

Just think my love

But once

All these did serve

The very heart and soul and pulse

Of ancient weathered mountains

Indeed upon the very beach

On which we now stand

So very naked holding hands

 

Yet restless neighbours

Such as these

Washed by tireless waves

And pounded

Caress the fragile

Fractured spines

Of flying fish and flightless birds

Piled high as carelessly  

Discarded and

Misdirected whispers

 

Those lost in salt and sun

Bleached beards of oh’

So many demigods and

Reckless too

Such is the madness

Of our fleeting youth

Indeed of Hebe herself

And all her sisters

And all such universal truths

Today tho while

We are busy shaping history

Tomorrow reigns uncertain

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 13th, 2019 05:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments7

  • orchidee

    A fine write N. But what's going on, on that beach? Will Fido bark at it?! He always noses around everywhere.

  • Neville

    thank you orchidee.. everything should be just fine, cheers .... N

  • Mottakeenur Rehman

    Nice write....

    • Neville

      Thanks......... N

    • Fay Slimm.

      A classic if ever I read one Neville this piece of lilting description is rich with poetic prose and imagery -- An excellent read I whisper as into my faves it goes.

      • Neville

        Far too kind Fay.. but I luv ya for it and true x

      • Michael Edwards

        Every one a winner - --!

        • Neville

          Bless you Michael

        • dusk arising

          The beach with crashing waves, relentless, powerful beauty. Always refreshes me, reminds me of humanity's insignificance in the universe and today i read of the sand i overlook whilst enjoying my mind trips.
          More wonder yet then upon my next visit to the shore - i shall recall your piece and include the sand underfoot/bum in my freshly enhanced insignificance.

          • Neville

            enjoy that visit my friend, and thanks for this one.. N

          • Goldfinch60

            Wonderful final two lines in a very good poem.

            • Neville

              Thank you very much indeed Goldfinch60



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