Scanning the shores


Old man walking
on a cold windswept beach
lonely, with metal detector in hand
the pipers and gulls squak
shared companinons, looking for scraps
a treasured find, a bite to eat
solace found in the unknown of hope
an ancient debloon of friendship
may work its way up through the sands of time

2 Responses to “Scanning the shores”

  1. Nice sketch! Valuables aside, what do you suppose beachcombers do with all the bits of other people’s history they must find?

    • Vic said

      Joseph, I’m sure the pawn shops are full of those collected items. Either that or kept as a part of lonely stories.

      Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Always appreciated!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: