Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – “Just One Word” – “Apart”
(posted by Marian)


Cover art from Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division (1979)

Ocean waves single
then double, sidling
like a crab.  How will
they meet at the shore?


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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20 Responses to Apart

  1. Marian says:

    How will they? But they do.


  2. Tom says:

    Quite thought provoking, Sara. I like this one a lot!


  3. The meet and leave again…


  4. sanaarizvi says:

    Oh this is brilliant! ❤️


  5. Kestril Trueseeker says:

    Only the shore knows and it keeps its silence.


  6. All that back and forth… all that rising and crashing… how will they meet, indeed…


  7. kanzensakura says:

    Short and sweet. Like tbe best of poems, it poses a question without an answer


  8. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:

    …mysterious is the rise and fall of the tide, the waves, the shifting sands…


  9. Mr. Walker says:

    So concise – gets me thinking. I love it.


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