THE BEACH

THE BEACH
Tyler Bigney

The beach – dead seaweed, broken glass,
brown filtered cigarette butts pushed down into sand.
I walked to see boats, waves, perpetually
white-capped. The war between my brain
and my heart has not yet reached its climax,
but soon my bedroom will be a champagne bottle,
toasting in celebration, or toasting goodbye.
I fumble with my glass mutely, eyes on my shoes.
I raise my head up, but there’s only me, the beach,
my feet dug into cold sand. My grandmother riding in,
in front of a sad sky, on a red rocking horse,
like the picture my father has of her taped to the
top corner of his dresser mirror. The world needs
more gardens. I want to write a love poem that will speak
to the masses, hummingbirds a metaphor for the heart.
No one writes love poems, they’re too hard, or it hurts,
or the heart is too tricky a subject to handle.
In front of me right now – a ghost, some blackbirds
above the Northumberland Strait, a thousand dead
jellyfish, belly up, glowing under a sunless sky.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.

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Posted on October 30, 2012, in POETRY, Tyler Bigney and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Another poem from the depths of Tyler Bigney…the last of his current submissions. I think it’s an impressive poem, relating the state of the natural world to the state of consciousness; how they are inextricably linked.

    Read Tyler’s other poems by clicking the link:
    https://misfitsmiscellany.wordpress.com/category/tyler-bigney/

  2. “The Beach” is one of the best I’ve seen on MM. I especially like the last half of this poem, full of great places for my heart and mind to visit.

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