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North Beach Driftwood

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The wooden dragon looks out over the beach and sees what winter has done to the once clean sand. The remains of winter driftwood litter the shoreline, a soggy carpet of twigs and branches woven together in a haphazard pattern tight enough to keep water in and light out. img_54261

Larger logs, tossed in from somewhere by way of winter squalls dominate the rocks, their size gives them the right of position and waves cannot move them.



Trees lie like snakes in the sun. img_53941They bury themselves in the sand waiting for spring’s warmth. They give seagulls sanctuary, a place to rest and watch on a perch that remains immoveable, sand-buried by water. Some lakewood comes already ripped smooth by man’s machines. Some lie helpless, reaching out with grotesque, misshapen fingers. Their shadows reach out to you, mysterious and menacing. Some have lain in the sand season after season, bleached, worn,
weather-weary and overgrown with weeds.
Some sit proudly waiting for something. They look out over the water to distant shores, patiently watching. They know that man will come to gather their remnants. They know that winter has abandoned them to spring. The people will come to reclaim their beach. The people will either gaze in wonder or wonder when everything the driftwood has built over the long winter will be taken away. When only those pieces white with age remain…


…will the wild, reckless, inscrutable driftwood give way to summer flowers?


Written by metropolitanhomesickblues

April 5, 2009 at 9:56 PM

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  1. The addition of the photos adds a lot to the feeling of your words…


    April 9, 2009 at 12:45 AM

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