Shifting Sand

Sand settles ‘tween toes

Hot grains grind.  Tiptoe to sea

Toes slide in slick mud

 

Written for http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com/sand

 

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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12 Responses to Shifting Sand

  1. I love the sensory impact of this poem Sara fantastic =)

    I have a prompt at my blog it would be a privilege if you joined in

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  2. McGuffy Ann says:

    You have captured summertime.

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  3. A unique Haiku. loved it.

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  4. LaTonya says:

    What M said. Love what you do, sara.

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  5. WabiSabi says:

    Oh, I do love that sensation of the cool water washing away the hot sand!! Thanks for reminding me of that summer pleasure!Sand

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  6. Could imagine the walk into the water..
    thanks for the great post.
    Peace
    Siggi

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