The Shore

This past weekend, I attended Renew and Refresh writing retreat. During the free time, I wandered the grounds taking pictures and writing poetry. This poem was inspired by this retreat. Nature's Office

The Shore

i asked the shore:

why–

why stay here

drowning yourself

in the molasses  waves,

letting the water

drag its claws across your gritty flesh

then–

spitting it out for fish food?

 

it’s reply:

how else will i see 

the other side?