On Folly Beach, a poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker at Spillwords.com

On Folly Beach

On Folly Beach

written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker

 

On Folly Beach the
Waves roll in not unlike
When time first began.

A simple sensibility
Facing the winds upon
The horizon scanned.

For there’s no money
To be made here as
If that’s a mortal sin

As the world trudges
On this monetary
Addiction it’s in.

For I’d much rather be
Pointlessly a pauper
Cleansed and tan.

On Folly Beach the
Waves roll in not unlike
When time first began.

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