Skeleton on the Beach
Sharing bygone secrets
Published in
Oct 31, 2021
Bones, brittle
on a lounge chair
soulless drifter
counting the waves
spirits move with swirling wind
barnacles cling to ship bottoms
Skeleton on the beach
old fan of yesteryear
thinking of the days
when covered in skin
and blood pumping
through his veins
Skeleton on the beach
devoid of brain and kidneys
heart and spleen
shadows by the campfire
prowling on Halloween night
staggering along the rocky shores
Come talk with me, the skeleton whispers
as his creaky bones creep on the sand
I’ll share my bygone secrets
reminisce about the olden times
when I was still alive
and not so creepy.
© 2021 Mark Tulin
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