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A Poem: On Sand Dunes

Updated on June 10, 2013
Formby Coast, England's North West
Formby Coast, England's North West | Source

Through dunes we fought, the sand heavy between our toes,

The landscape deceptive and yet to show sign of sea

Or water in similar form.

Moving uphill was sluggish and nonsensical:

Everything seemed to work against us.

We reached a ridge, and steadied ourselves

As the terrain dropped steeply and tufts of hardy yellow shrubs

Tumbled

With every disturbance of sand.

Our calves tightened and our arms balanced ourselves

On the unsteady journey downwards

Until sun reflected off the view ahead

And seagulls dived aggressively, beaks open and wings spread

Wide as their shadows.

The tight grip of feet on sand gave way, our knees unlocked

And we swept through the descent of sand, jagged rocks and crustacean limbs.

Our legs kept going

And we feared they’d never stop.

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      Kenneth Avery 4 weeks ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Love this poem. (Period).

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