Scarcity beach

hester_prynne · Post by **hester_prynne** » August 14th, 2005, 5:56 pm

On scarcity beach,
hope tides rush in,
pull back.

Knock me over,
pull me down,
undertow constant.

Between waves,
sands of my memory,
stretch naked for miles.

Broken shells,
fleeing crabs,
hungry birds.

Treasure chests,
pillaged open,
candy robbed.

I pray to drown,
each time the tides,
come back in.

Post by **Axanderdeath** » August 14th, 2005, 6:21 pm

for some reason I found this poem funny.
I loved it!

hester_prynne · Post by **hester_prynne** » August 15th, 2005, 11:13 am

Indeed AD I'm glad you thought it was funny...I thought it was too....heh
thanks for readin it
H

Post by **stilltrucking** » August 15th, 2005, 11:29 am

I got a sick sense of humor hester. I didn't laugh at all.
thanks
You just did me good this morning

hester_prynne · Post by **hester_prynne** » August 15th, 2005, 7:58 pm

Hey Still, thank you too for readin me.....
means alot...

H

Post by **mnaz** » August 16th, 2005, 12:58 pm

Hey Hes...

I've been meaning to reply.... got busy.

You hit my wavelength with this one....
I've spent some time on a 'scarcity beach' of my own.

Thanks.

Post by **iblieve** » August 19th, 2005, 3:35 pm

I saw it as tragic but that is just me, when we wish to drown in the waves of life then life is unbearable and we need a change. No matter how you meant it to be read it is a beautiful piece of poetry my friend. iblieve

hester_prynne · Post by **hester_prynne** » August 19th, 2005, 5:49 pm

T'was mostly a little prayer.
To drown in the waves of hope. Amen.

And it felt tragic when I was writing it.
It really did.

But the next day, it also felt like the last line could have been something Rodney Dangerfield might have said.....
heh
most of all ibeliev,
thanks so much for reading me and understanding me.
It's an honor.....
H