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A Walk on the Beach - a Poem

Updated on March 2, 2012



Walking on the beach in

Bucerias, I came upon a Theme hiding

behind a red snapper lying

in final pose under the brilliant sun.


I reached for the Theme

but it flitted away, darting from

grains of sand to smooth-polished

stones to half-buried driftwood to

tidal pools teeming

with primordial reminders.


When I tired of the chase and sat

in the hard sand,

casting my eyes down and low,

the Theme appeared

in my shadow in the sand,

shimmering in its own heat.


We went to a bar on the beach,

the Theme

riding on my shoulder,

curious about the height and

my intentions.


It silently ordered camerones y cervesas

but before the order came

it faded with

infinite slowness into the dying golden

wash of the sun on the rippling ocean

and disappeared, leaving


no

contact information.



© Robert Cook



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    • moonfroth profile image
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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Shining - thanks so much. I just a short time ago Hubbed another "Walking" poem, also about poetry. I'd be very interested in your opinion.

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      Shining Irish Eyes 5 years ago from Upstate, New York

      I do believe I have met and walked with your friend often. You sir, have a wonderfully creative mind and I so enjoy reading.

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      Christopher Price 5 years ago from Vermont, USA

      Only one?

      Please feel free to return and browse.

      Write On.

      CP

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Christopher--I dipped into your Profile and read one of your poems, so I'm doubly pleased that a poet of your quality enjoyed "A Walk on the Beach". Thanks for your encouragement.

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      Christopher Price 5 years ago from Vermont, USA

      A theme can be such a thin and elusive creature, nearly gossamer until it is firmly grasped, fleshed out and given focus. It's not unusual to stumble upon them at the beach, but difficult to separate a good one from the flock. How wonderful this one took a liking to you and lingered long enough to inspire this thoroughly enjoyable poem.

      I look forward to more.

      CP

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      This little poem caused me some difficulties, perhaps reflected in your hesitance Diogenes, and your qualified approbation Lily. I decided to throw it out anyway, even tho it needs work--and I value the help you both offered. Many thanks to you both.

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      Lillian K. Staats 5 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

      Am I right in saying, a writer goes out to find a theme, but the theme finds us...and can leave just as quickly, save me some cocquis St. Jacue et un biere sil vous plait.Loved the fish dying in the sun... lily

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Thanks for the comment Bob. The general drift of the poem is ironic: rarely do poets actually discover a theme for a piece. The narrator here does just that--the rest are images of trying to 'normalize' the theme which, of course, doesn't work and fades away. Or something like that! I'm uneasy talking about my own stuff.

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      diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico

      Perhaps the "theme" is one for a poem or an article, but instead of getting something down on paper (first verse or paragraph) the potential author decided to eat drink and be merry: the theme, feeling rejected, left forever?

      Or something else entirely?

      Interesting

      Bob