Joining dVerse Poets for a mirrored reflection “through the looking glass.”
flowing
through hours’ glass
abrasive sands of time
etching faces
scratching hearts
collecting bits of
life memories
crushed on reefs
hurtled on beaches
worn down
accepting
movement of tide
high and low surf
swelling tears
foaming doubts
leaving behind
glassy mirror
washed shores
smoothed surf
shine on
photo by lynn
a poem in my pocket 
Feb 01, 2018 @ 11:10:09
kaykuala
Agreed, lynn! Sand as an element was subjected to lots of ‘knocks-about’ and changes before emerging as the familiar sand
Hank
Feb 01, 2018 @ 12:31:18
I appreciate your comment, Hank 🙂
Feb 01, 2018 @ 10:50:56
Nice photo with deep blue colors. I liked this phrase “abrasive sands of time” and the ending with the “glassy mirror”.
Feb 01, 2018 @ 12:30:33
Thanks for stopping by, Frank. Beautiful blues on that beach…
Jan 31, 2018 @ 15:21:05
I hear you, some days I feel like i’ve been crushed on the reef and hurdled on to the beach. Your story is vibrant and recalls well the turbulence of life and the beauty that this process creates.
Jan 31, 2018 @ 16:16:08
Thank you, Walter…experience shows in etchings 🙂
Jan 31, 2018 @ 14:53:02
So many appealingly callous and violent forces that contribute to our readiness. Our shine. And what a beautiful photo, Lynn!
Jan 31, 2018 @ 16:17:33
Thank you for your thoughtful comment!
Jan 31, 2018 @ 14:00:01
What a lovely place, love the mirror in the soft sand…
Jan 31, 2018 @ 14:08:07
This is my favorite photo from our recent trip…