the displacement of what matters

the encroaching waves tell the same story endlessly
relentless tales of heartbreak and sorrow
or joy
but mainly just a grinding sameness

the shimmering sand was once great boulders on the shore
the water wore it down to tiny grains
that, nonetheless, can bring a man down to his knees

where is the oyster?  the pearl?
where is the reward for bearing up?
who among us wants to polish stones?

Reviews

[victoria]

hello, brilliant in its portrayal of life in terms of the elements, loved it.

[Michael G.]

A very thought provoking piece. Good flow and great content.
I enjoyed this poem.

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. oh ... wow ... the image ... the profundity ... the poetry ... are all astonishing, lovely l. ... "where is the reward for bearing up?" ... is just the perfect thought ...

[Patrick]

I took a punt on this not finding the title overly gripping but contents wonderful