Treasure Island

Bill Grace


Padre Island National Sea Shore


The beach births relics
Happy flesh walks by
They signal the end of our stay
The waves sing their shore meeting chorus
On the sand fish rot, daughter poles at a jelly fish
A sky of confederate gray billows tell of approaching storm
At the furthest extremity a tree has wrecked
Ship like a limb juts as mast
It is going no where it is so well beached
With Viking head it defies ever breaking waves.
In the face of this eternity - I celebrate
Knowing my miniscule part
Knowing "Invictus" is a very separate issue.

Submitted: Sunday, March 04, 2012
Edited: Monday, March 05, 2012
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