Driftwood Obelisk
The liminal zone surrenders her secrets,
hidden beneath rocks
below the pond-sand’s shelf
tippling on the tidal ebb,
this masterpiece of nature’s art
demanded to be saved.
Air – fire - water
the tools of the creation
palpable in the sculpture’s essence.
The Obelisk lay snared in a salty crevice,
Iluka Bay where mermaids sing
and carefree dolphins frolic,
a home of transfigured treasures.
Where the fishing boats lay tethered
waiting for the next poem
to write itself upon the silvery sea.
What a beautiful piece, Rob. I really like how you've subjected the driftwood to your own poetic energies, too!
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