The Shores of the North

The Shores of the North

A Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.
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Old battles remain in our minds as ghosts with ships on the seas of time keep coming back to us through waves of reflective thoughts.

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The Shores of the North

 

Walking along the marshes

Of the waterfront

A sandbar out about five feet

My toes in the grit of the colored particles

My eyes close to dream about

Another time

All those battles on the waters

Of this land

Ships of the French, and some of them

British

And the ghosts of them

Had the cannons booming

With flags on the crafts

Blowing in the winds

Their bursts of fire

Paint the skies

As smoke billows with the currents

The shallows contain dead bodies

Washed up with the tides

Pebbles and leaves on their coats

Moss mixed with the salt water in their hair

From the depths

Comes the stone crabs to pick at them

There is no mercy for them as they

Seek the staring dead eyes of these men

Dry bones collect on the distant shores without

A sought treasure

An island near has pink shells instead

And is wild with natural debris in the sea grasses

My toes feel something sharp

And I come to

Forgetting the pain of this daydream

In a cove of sadness. --J. E. Cook ©2017


© 2017 Josie E. Cook M. A.


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Josie E. Cook M. A.
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This reads as a historical accounting of the battles as well as a tribute to those who lost their lives. The telling of the aftermath, the vivid descriptions of corpses and the crabs who desire them is stark, and real, and drives home the real cost of "battle". Well written.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

Thank you, Carol!
:)



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This reads as a historical accounting of the battles as well as a tribute to those who lost their lives. The telling of the aftermath, the vivid descriptions of corpses and the crabs who desire them is stark, and real, and drives home the real cost of "battle". Well written.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

Thank you, Carol!
:)
The title suits the poem and the poem suits the title.
The words were cruel and soft, bloody and dry.
I liked it.
100/100

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

Thanks, Jes'Pi!
You painted a very clear picture in my head.. well done.. xo

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

Thanks, Tracey!
:)
You took me with you dear Josie. I could feel the sea and the thoughts in your words. Thank you Josie for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

You're welcome! Thanks for reviewing this one!
:)
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

I enjoyed this one dear Josie and you are welcome.
Dreamily sad and eerily scary of reality. The battles are raging in our minds and the victims are counted...Excellent, Josie...:).......

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

6 Years Ago

Thank you, Sami!
:)
Sami Khalil

6 Years Ago

You are welcome. Any time...:)................

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Added on August 31, 2017
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Josie E. Cook M. A.
Josie E. Cook M. A.

urbana, OH



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I have recently received my second degree for Antioch University Midwest in Creative Writing. Poetry is my passion along with digital photography, painting, and fiction writing. I make my own jewelr.. more..

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