A Riff On Noreen Carden's 'souls On The Shore' Poem by David McLansky

A Riff On Noreen Carden's 'souls On The Shore'



I ambled with my silent lover
On the beach beneath the cover
Of the dark low hanging clouds
As if in the sky there hung a shroud;

Palm to palm we walked the sand
As the waves rolled in as bands
Their dark crests o’er topped and breaking
In their relentless undertaking.

I glanced at my love and chanced a smile
She returned my gaze without craft or guile;
Two doomed lovers on he beach
Complete happiness just out of reach.

For we are crippled by disease
We do not move with strident ease
We labor as we grind the sand
An old woman hobbles beside her man.

Yet as we pause from our labors
The salt sea air we breathe in and savor,
I brush a strand from off your cheek
My love acknowledged in wordless speech.

We twist and struggle along the dunes
Our goal to return to our small room;
Chilled by the damp and stabbing wind,
Nature now cruel, a forgotten friend.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Noreen Carden 23 June 2014

Hi David I like your poem very much I don't know what riff means would love if you would be kind enough to explain

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