Poetry

Poem: The Kingly Elephant Made of Sand

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Sand sculpture next to Stearn’s Wharf in Santa Barbara, CA by an anonymous homeless person.

My creation sits near the pier, just below the briny boardwalk

of Stearns wharf, with no fingers or toes only words to share.

Come closer, it speaks for me, don’t be afraid, analyze my sandy King, my masterpiece.

Tell me what you think, what vibe it brings as I hide behind the dunes.

It’s there for you, only you, to admire and photograph.

Shower me with coins rich tourists in the mouth of the elephant

whose trunk  wraps around its body like a diamond-studded cobra

for warmth and protection. A mother nursing its calf that rose

from the desert’s core, teeth like stones that boarder.

Come closer, it speaks for me, I won’t bite. I can only help you transform.

©️mft

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

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