David Tallman

I Wrote Your Name In The Sand

Hands wrapped clumsily around youthful waists
Eyes twinkling, lips tremble uncertain
Fingertips twirling sun drenched strands around
Hips are weaving back and then forth again

Fading and fleeting sketches in my mind
Which were once carved firm in ice cold granite
Now eroding smooth, as clocks hands beating
Quickening waves falling harsher with time

Sand flows evenly through outstretched fingers
And your painting’s canvas slowly decays
Eye’s harvest moons try pulling tides ashore
But your name written in sand is erased

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 22, 2009

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Comments about I Wrote Your Name In The Sand by David Tallman

  • Greenwolfe 1962 (2/2/2009 6:31:00 PM)

    There are parts of this I understand clearly. But the images jump from one form to
    another and break the train of thought. This is unfortunate because the writing
    was just fine. As was the structure.


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