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’s books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, and Junkyard Souls. His work has appeared in Amethyst Review, Strands Publishers, Fiction on the Web, Terror House Magazine, Beatnik Cowboy, Ariel Chart, Still Point Journal, The Writing Disorder, and others. He has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize for “A Mountain Spirit” by Active Muse. Mark is a retired psychotherapist who lives in Ventura, California. He can be found at his site: Crow On The Wire.
Latest posts by Mark Tulin (see all)
- Abiding Minds - January 8, 2021
- Calla Lilies - November 17, 2020
- Sympathy to Spare - August 27, 2020
