Poem: The Kingly Elephant Made of Sand by Mark Tulin

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 border.

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


I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

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