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Array ( [sid] => 33887 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => His Own Beach [time] => 2004-02-04 22:22:12 [hometext] => A follow up, pulled from the annals of obscurity [bodytext] => I saw a man at the
beach,
he would pick up shells
and fondle them
and smile

He wore no shoes
only feet
and a smile

The sky claimed his thoughts,
the sea his tranquility,
and the world his patience,
but his concession

With a warm heart and
a warm mind
and seeking something
more than the great divine,
he walks the beach
in the far-to-be
and has found his place
in the vast open sea [comments] => 5 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 21 [informant] => TheSchroedmeister [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 17 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
His Own Beach

Contributed by TheSchroedmeister on Wednesday, 4th February 2004 @ 10:22:12 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I saw a man at the
beach,
he would pick up shells
and fondle them
and smile

He wore no shoes
only feet
and a smile

The sky claimed his thoughts,
the sea his tranquility,
and the world his patience,
but his concession

With a warm heart and
a warm mind
and seeking something
more than the great divine,
he walks the beach
in the far-to-be
and has found his place
in the vast open sea




Copyright © TheSchroedmeister ... [ 2004-02-04 22:22:12]
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Re: His Own Beach (User Rating: 1 )
by Jazz on Wednesday, 4th February 2004 @ 10:37:18 PM AEST
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Your poem put a scene in my head. I picture an old man, lived at the sea is whole life, but knew his time was coming soon. He picks up a few seashells and plays with them, like they were life support. And then, he walks into the sea, and never returns...

Sad, but fullfilling all the same...

Jazz


Re: His Own Beach (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Tuesday, 10th February 2004 @ 02:00:35 AM AEST
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Well, here I am...and you have a #1 fan. I really love this one...they just get better and better. I'm goona cry cause I can't do this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!@#$%$#@


Re: His Own Beach (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 10:06:21 AM AEST
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Your poem put me on the beach---enjoying one of my early morning walks on the point...knowing there is hot suisse mocha and a notebook waiting for me at the house...feeling the mist...the sand...ahhhh.
Nice stuff.
Stitch


Re: His Own Beach (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 07:49:29 PM AEST
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Sheeit. You don't KNOW how much I like this!
One of my favourite poems in here, and no mistake - if you've read any of my work, you'd probably understand why. Try out 'Beachcasting' for a more concise idea . . .

"he walks the beach
in the far-to-be
and has found his place
in the vast open sea"

Great, great poem!


Re: His Own Beach (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Wednesday, 5th May 2004 @ 08:28:49 PM AEST
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I like it except to me it seems like he walked into the ocean at the end




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