Reds, greens, browns, and mustard yellow
add earthy undertones,
the taste of miso,
to the neons, the overexposed
blues and whites and yellows,
the painted plaques and t-shirts,
the stick candies and salt-water taffy
sold at the gift store.
The rusty Irish moss
on this beach
will not turn into
anemones or coral
or even amber sea glass.
Like the seagull accents
wheeling in the wind
past summer,
the moss remains.
add earthy undertones,
the taste of miso,
to the neons, the overexposed
blues and whites and yellows,
the painted plaques and t-shirts,
the stick candies and salt-water taffy
sold at the gift store.
The rusty Irish moss
on this beach
will not turn into
anemones or coral
or even amber sea glass.
Like the seagull accents
wheeling in the wind
past summer,
the moss remains.
[Note: "Seaweed on the Beach" appeared in Of Sun and Sand, Kind of a Hurricane Press' anthology for August 2013.]
Marianne Szlyk is a professor of English at Montgomery College and an associate poetry editor at Potomac Review. Her poems have appeared in Poppy Road Review, The Blue Hour Literary Magazine, Pyrokinection, Storm Cycle 2013: The Best of Kind of a Hurricane Press, and elsewhere. She edits a poetry e-zine at http://thesongis.blogspot.com/
I really like this poem, Marianne. You've expressed a sentiment that I and hundreds of others can relate to.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Your poetry e-zine is a must for every creative spirit out there.
Thank you very much, Mary Jo. :) I am glad that you've been able to contribute to The Song Is....
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