Poem ‘Beachcombing’

Beachcombing

We set out one morning
after the rain had cleared.
Not a breath of wind,
loose clothes sticking to my skin.
Our intention was to search
the shallow beach,
stretching so far ahead of us
towards lights on low, murky cliffs—
baleful beacons through the mist.
“Stop there!” you said
and took that picture of me,
my trousers rolled up;
never the most fetching sight.
“Walking on water,” that’s
what you called it right away:
Maybe this was the closest
we ever got to heaven

poem and image © copyright df barker 2012

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20 comments

  1. magsx2 · May 24, 2012

    Hi,
    A lovely poem, you just cannot beat a lovely walk along the beach. 🙂

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  2. susanjanejones · May 24, 2012

    Love the nostalgia you’ve captured in these lines. Special moments.

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  3. jane tims · May 24, 2012

    Hi. This is a very good poem. It has a very ‘present’ poignancy. I especially like the line about the rolled-up pants and the bit of dialogue. The painting looks like the two people are deep in thought. I also like the subtle diagonal line made by birds and people. Jane

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  4. zeebradesigns · May 24, 2012

    The crashing waves outside my hostal window here in Cruzita Ecuador make a perfect backdrop for your poem. As always, you capture the moment with eloquence! z

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  5. dfb · May 24, 2012

    Thank you so much! Ecaudor, of course, now that does seem like another world!

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  6. dfb · May 24, 2012

    Thank you once again Jane – you are very kind.

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  7. dfb · May 24, 2012

    Thank you so much Susan!

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  8. dfb · May 24, 2012

    Thank you once again mags!

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  9. zeebradesigns · May 24, 2012

    It’s quite nice; my friends keep thanking me for bringing them here for a much-needed quiet respite. z

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  10. totsymae1011 · May 24, 2012

    A visual so easily captured. It’s sad, yearning, memorable and reflective.

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  11. claudia · May 24, 2012

    walking on water…that’s pretty close to heaven…smiles…a very visual capture..loved it david

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  12. dfb · May 24, 2012

    Thank you very much Claudia!

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  13. granbee · May 24, 2012

    Heaven’s Gate must be like this!

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  14. Betty Hayes Albright · May 25, 2012

    A wistful ending – I love this!

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  15. Three Well Beings · May 25, 2012

    I think I know that stretch of beach…or one that makes me feel this way! Perfect way to spend a day…yes, heaven! Debra

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  16. Soma Mukherjee · May 25, 2012

    This made me smile..there is heaven in so many things small of big. walking on beach holding hands,those little stolen moments from the ever busy life are so divine
    …walking on water….beautiful poetry David 🙂

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  17. Eve Redwater · May 25, 2012

    ““Walking on water,” that’s
    what you called it right away:
    Maybe this was the closest
    we ever got to heaven”

    This is really beautiful David, thank you for sharing the moment. 🙂

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  18. dfb · May 25, 2012

    Thank you very much Eve!

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  19. dfb · May 25, 2012

    Thank you!!!

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  20. bardessdmdenton · June 4, 2012

    A poem like this is so personal and yet so outreaching at the same time…letting the reader share in the experience in both a real and imaginative way. There is a certain dreamlike quality to the painting which I love too!

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