Abiding Minds
written by: Mark Tulin
@Crow_writer
At the edge of the jetty,
I rest on a flat rock
with shivering bones
and eyes that water
Like a resting bird,
I sit in peace
while the sea around me
speaks in windblown words
and broken sails,
ships beached and capsized
On a tide of choppy energy,
nature takes many strange turns,
eluding peace, expanding space
before the universe wakes
from its nightmare
Only pelicans fly in a straight line,
abiding minds gliding,
skimming the shimmery surface,
those teachers of the sea
with a marvelous intuition,
they grasp more of life’s lessons.
Mark Tulin
Mark Tulin is a former family therapist from Philadelphia who lives in Palm Springs, California. A publisher compared his work to artist Edward Hopper on how he grasps unusual aspects of people’s lives. Mark’s books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, Junkyard Souls, Rain on Cabrillo. Mark has been featured in Ariel Chart, Amethyst Review, The Poetry Village, The Junction, Fiction on the Web, Page and Spine, Vita Brevis Press, Scrittura, as well as anthologies and podcasts. He is a Pushcart nominee and Best of Drabble. He can be found at his site: Crow On The Wire.
Latest posts by Mark Tulin (see all)
- A Couch Along The Wayside - April 9, 2022
- Awkward Adolescent Words - January 21, 2022
- No Stranger To The Estranged - October 9, 2021
