Thursday, February 20, 2014

A Sense of the Midlands

Photo of the A Sense of the Midlands cover
and the launch invite from jaspercolumbia.net

I am excited to be a small part of this anthology, A Sense of the Midlands, and am very proud of the arts in my hometown, Columbia, South Carolina! The folks over at Muddy Ford Press and Jasper Magazine - The Word on Columbia Arts, are doing some great work promoting the arts and local artists in South Carolina!

My poem that is included in this work is What the Moon Say. This is an older poem, which I wrote from the rooftop of the old, and then abandoned, Olympia Mill back in 2001. I was bored one afternoon and was doing some “urban hiking,” when I found myself staring at a full moon in the evening hue from the roof of the old mill. The cityscape was before me and it was strikingly beautiful.

I thought about the moon that night and all that it has witnessed over the course of time and how it seemed to look down on the world with unspoken wisdom. Time sort of stood still and I thought, “This moon was here when we were born, it watches us live and it will be here when we die.” My next thought was getting off the roof of the mill before it was pitch-black dark.

Here is part of the press release and the invitation for the launch of A Sense of the Midlands:

The public is invited to celebrate the launch of A Sense of the Midlands on Saturday February 22nd from 5 – 7 pm at the Columbia Music Festival Association Art Space at 914 Pulaski Street in Columbia’s historic Vista. Admission is $15 which includes a copy of A Sense of the Midlands, admission to the reception from 5 – 6 during which authors will be available for signing, and admission to a reading from the book from 6 – 7. (Two attendees sharing a book will be admitted for $20.)

Read the entire press release for A Sense of the Midlands on Jasper Magazine’s website here.

Read about A Sense of the Midlands on Muddy Ford Press’s website here.

Buy your own copy of A Sense of the Midlands from Amazon.com here.

Friday, February 7, 2014

Jonah: Out of the Depths—Resurrection

Jonah and the Whale, by Alma Sheppard-Matsuo

Cover art, Jonah and the Whale, by Alma Sheppard-Matsuo
Photo provided courtesy of the artist.
Originally posted here on Tablet: A New Read on Jewish Life:
In the Story of Jonah, an Urgent Lesson
About the Dangers of Solitary Confinement

Poem series on the book of Jonah
By Robbie Pruitt, © January 7, 2014

Artwork by Jack Baumgartner
Photos used courtesy of the artist.
For more artwork by Jack, 
visit The School of the Transfer of Energy:

Jonah, by Albert Pinkham Ryder, 
public domain from Wikimedia Commons

Jonah Chapter One
Jonah (in progress), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

“The word of the Lord came to Jonah son of Amittai: ‘Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me.’ But Jonah ran away from the Lord and headed for Tarshish. He went down to Joppa, where he found a ship bound for that port. After paying the fare, he went aboard and sailed for Tarshish to flee from the Lord.”  –Jonah 1:1-3, NIV

“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.”  –Luke 15:20, NIV

“Jesus said to him, ‘Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham. For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.’”  –Luke 19:9-10, NIV


Jonah: The Man Who Ran

To that great city, Nineveh,
Jonah, go and cry
For the sins of this people
They shall surely die

Jonah, the man that ran
Fled to Tarshish
To avoid that land
But he did not escape God’s hand

He boarded the boat at Joppa
To escape his task
No one seemed to notice
And no one cared to ask

Then, a storm arose on the sea
All were tossed in violent rage
In fear they screamed out,
“What is this all about?”

They prayed to their gods
While Jonah slept sound
The people were in a panic
They began to gather round

“Awake you sleeper,” they cried.
“Pray to your god so we will stay alive”
“This is because of me,” Jonah said.
“Throw me in or you will all be dead!”

They began to row to land
Not wanting his blood on their hands
They prayed to the Lord
And threw Jonah overboard

The sea grew calm and stayed
And these men were so afraid
Jonah’s God listened as they prayed
In gratitude, great sacrifices were paid

God provided a huge fish
And it swallowed Jonah whole
Jonah was hardened and rebellious
And this was about to take its toll


© January 7, 2014, by Robbie Pruitt


Jonah (1998), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

The Sign of Jonah

Then some of the Pharisees and teachers of the law said to him, ‘Teacher, we want to see a sign from you.’ He answered, ‘A wicked and adulterous generation asks for a sign! But none will be given it except the sign of the prophet Jonah. For as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of a huge fish, so the Son of Man will be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth. The men of Nineveh will stand up at the judgment with this generation and condemn it; for they repented at the preaching of Jonah, and now something greater than Jonah is here. The Queen of the South will rise at the judgment with this generation and condemn it; for she came from the ends of the earth to listen to Solomon’s wisdom, and now something greater than Solomon is here.”  –Matthew 12:38-42, NIV


Jonah Chapter Two

Jonah, by Albert Pinkham Ryder, 
public domain, Wikimedia Commons

“When my life was ebbing away, I remembered you, Lord, 
and my prayer rose to you, to your holy temple.”  Jonah 2:7, NIV

“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?”  –Psalm 22:1, NIV

“I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.”  –Psalm 40:1-3, NIV


Seaweed

Into the abyss
Over the hull
Into the sea
Sin’s consequences
Wrapped around me
From the tall weeds
Come my pleas for mercy
Your grace envelops
Like an ocean’s tide
Swallowed by Your leniency
In Your love I abide
Your love—even here
It holds me near
Wrapped in seaweed
Covered in guilt and shame
But your salvation overcame
The grip loosened from my neck
Breath returned and the blood flowed—Life!
Hope illuminated the darkness and strife
In the bowels of earth where mountains take root
My prison cell—a shadowy hell—and here You save
I see you now, up on Your throne of glory ray
In Your Holy Temple You listen as I pray
May I not turn to idols from Your great Love
But sacrifice to You oh God above
“Salvation comes from the Lord.”
My God will lead me to the surface!
For His good purpose
Resurrection—the shoreline of eternity
Out from the tangle of seaweed
I will walk in Your purpose for me


© January 7, 2014, by Robbie Pruitt


Jonah Chapter Three

The Whale (1998), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

“Then the word of the Lord came to Jonah a second time: Go to the great city of Nineveh and proclaim to it the message I give you.’ Jonah obeyed the word of the Lord and went to Nineveh. Now Nineveh was a very large city; it took three days to go through it. Jonah began by going a day’s journey into the city, proclaiming, ‘Forty more days and Nineveh will be overthrown.’ The Ninevites believed God. A fast was proclaimed, and all of them, from the greatest to the least, put on sackcloth.”  –Jonah 3:1-5, NIV


Jonah: The Sermon and the Land

“Heed my call and preach my Word,”
The Lord declared and Jonah conceded the call
He journeyed to Nineveh for the sake of them all

“Forty more days and Nineveh will be overthrown.”

The one true God of Israel will be known.
The Ninevites believed God, repented and fasted
Jonah knew their rebellion would not have lasted

The king of Nineveh tore his robe and repented
He proclaimed a fast and they all turned to God
And for their obedience God spared His rod


© January 7, 2014, by Robbie Pruitt


Jonah Chapter Four

Jonah and the Gourd Vine (1999), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

“But to Jonah this seemed very wrong, and he became angry. He prayed to the Lord, ‘Isn’t this what I said, Lord, when I was still at home? That is what I tried to forestall by fleeing to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abounding in love, a God who relents from sending calamity.’”  –Jonah 4:1-2, NIV

“The Lord said, ‘You have been concerned about this plant, though you did not tend it or make it grow. It sprang up overnight and died overnight. And should I not have concern for the great city of Nineveh, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot tell their right hand from their left—and also many animals?’”  –Jonah 4:10-11, NIV


Jonah: The Vine and the City

Jonah, the pouting prophet,
Knew what God would do
If God would spare him,
God would spare Nineveh too.

Jonah was angry and indignant.
He despised this Ninevite people.
And knew what their salvation meant.
Jonah was at his threshold. He was spent.

“Isn’t this what I said, Lord?” Jonah prayed.
“I knew you were gracious and compassionate
Slow to anger and abounding in love . . .
This is why I tried to run away!”

“Is it right for you to be angry?” the Lord replied.
Jonah just sat there wishing he had died.
God gave Jonah a shady plant to sit under and morn.
But when God made it die, he wished he had never been born.

“Is it right for you to be angry about the plant?” God said.
“You care more for it than you do for the people.”
God continued, “If I could spare you the vine,
Should I not also spare this City of mine?”


© January 7, 2014, by Robbie Pruitt


The Ancient Ocean (in progress), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Jonah: The Vine and the City

Jonah and the Gourd Vine (1999), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

“But to Jonah this seemed very wrong, and he became angry. He prayed to the Lord, ‘Isn’t this what I said, Lord, when I was still at home? That is what I tried to forestall by fleeing to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abounding in love, a God who relents from sending calamity.’”  –Jonah 4:1-2, NIV


Jonah: The Vine and the City

Jonah, the pouting prophet,
Knew what God would do
If God would spare him,
God would spare Nineveh too.

Jonah was angry and indignant.
He despised this Ninevite people.
And knew what their salvation meant.
Jonah was at his threshold. He was spent.

“Isn’t this what I said, Lord?” Jonah prayed.
“I knew you were gracious and compassionate
Slow to anger and abounding in love . . .
This is why I tried to run away!”

“Is it right for you to be angry?” the Lord replied.
Jonah just sat there wishing he had died.
God gave Jonah a shady plant to sit under and morn.
But when God made it die, he wished he had never been born.

“Is it right for you to be angry about the plant?” God said.
“You care more for it than you do for the people.”
God continued, “If I could spare you the vine,
Should I not also spare this City of mine?”


© January 7, 2014, Robbie Pruitt


“The Lord said, ‘You have been concerned about this plant, though you did not tend it or make it grow. It sprang up overnight and died overnight. And should I not have concern for the great city of Nineveh, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot tell their right hand from their left—and also many animals?’”  –Jonah 4:10-11, NIV

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Jonah: The Sermon and the Land

The Whale (1998), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

Jonah: The Sermon and the Land

“Heed my call and preach my Word,”
The Lord declared and Jonah conceded the call
He journeyed to Nineveh for the sake of them all

“Forty more days and Nineveh will be overthrown.”

The one true God of Israel will be known.
The Ninevites believed God, repented and fasted
Jonah knew their rebellion would not have lasted

The king of Nineveh tore his robe and repented
He proclaimed a fast and they all turned to God
And for their obedience God spared His rod


© January 7, 2014, Robbie Pruitt


“Then the word of the Lord came to Jonah a second time: ‘Go to the great city of Nineveh and proclaim to it the message I give you.’ Jonah obeyed the word of the Lord and went to Nineveh. Now Nineveh was a very large city; it took three days to go through it. Jonah began by going a day’s journey into the city, proclaiming, ‘Forty more days and Nineveh will be overthrown.’ The Ninevites believed God. A fast was proclaimed, and all of them, from the greatest to the least, put on sackcloth.”  –Jonah 3:1-5, NIV

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Seaweed

Jonah, by Albert Pinkham Ryder, 
public domain, Wikimedia Commons

“When my life was ebbing away, I remembered you, Lord, 
and my prayer rose to you, to your holy temple.”  Jonah 2:7

“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?”  –Psalm 22:1

Seaweed

Into the abyss
Over the hull
Into the sea
Sin’s consequences
Wrapped around me
From the tall weeds
Come my pleas for mercy
Your grace envelops
Like an ocean’s tide
Swallowed by Your leniency
In Your love I abide
Your love—even here
It holds me near
Wrapped in seaweed
Covered in guilt and shame
But your salvation overcame
The grip loosened from my neck
Breath returned and the blood flowed—Life!
Hope illuminated the darkness and strife
In the bowels of earth where mountains take root
My prison cell—a shadowy hell—and here You save
I see you now, up on Your throne of glory ray
In Your Holy Temple You listen as I pray
May I not turn to idols from Your great Love
But sacrifice to You oh God above
“Salvation comes from the Lord.”
My God will lead me to the surface!
For His good purpose
Resurrection—the shoreline of eternity
Out from the tangle of seaweed
I will walk in Your purpose for me


© January 7, 2014, Robbie Pruitt


“I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.”  –Psalm 40:1-3, NIV

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Jonah: The Man Who Ran

Jonah (in progress), by Jack Baumgartner, http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

“The word of the Lord came to Jonah son of Amittai: ‘Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me.’ But Jonah ran away from the Lord and headed for Tarshish. He went down to Joppa, where he found a ship bound for that port. After paying the fare, he went aboard and sailed for Tarshish to flee from the Lord.”  –Jonah 1:1-3, NIV

Jonah: The Man Who Ran

To that great city, Nineveh,
Jonah, go and cry
For the sins of this people
They shall surely die

Jonah, the man that ran
Fled to Tarshish
To avoid that land
But he did not escape God’s hand

He boarded the boat at Joppa
To escape his task
No one seemed to notice
And no one cared to ask

Then, a storm arose on the sea
All were tossed in violent rage
In fear they screamed out,
“What is this all about?”

They prayed to their gods
While Jonah slept sound
The people were in a panic
They began to gather round

“Awake you sleeper,” they cried.
“Pray to your god so we will stay alive”
“This is because of me,” Jonah said.
“Throw me in or you will all be dead!”

They began to row to land
Not wanting his blood on their hands
They prayed to the Lord
And threw Jonah overboard

The sea grew calm and stayed
And these men were so afraid
Jonah’s God listened as they prayed
In gratitude, great sacrifices were paid

God provided a huge fish
And it swallowed Jonah whole
Jonah was hardened and rebellious
And this was about to take its toll


© January 7, 2014, Robbie Pruitt


“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.”  –Luke 15:20, NIV

“Jesus said to him, ‘Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham. For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.’”  –Luke 19:9-10, NIV

Monday, January 6, 2014

The Last of December’s Sun

The Last of December’s Sun, photo by Jack Baumgartner

The Last of December’s Sun

It was the last of December’s sun
A parting gift of day—an illuminating ray
The fire nestled between the trees
Snow and ice crunching beneath
The snow-covered road winding through the hay
The frozenness of this last day
Ice shimmers and stills—frozen
Juxtaposing the warmth of life
This is what the end has chosen
The sun sets down, the dew crystalizes
The snow flakes and ice shimmers and shakes—frozen
Through thorny bush and purple hue,
Life begins to sleep in front of you
The evergreen bears the weight of snow
And the end tells us all we need to know
At evening’s close—the last of December’s sun
The night has come—the day is done
The wings of birds flutter farewell—
Against the silence and the setting sun
Time and the fields are frozen now
And life sleeps and shifts as it knows how


© January 6, 2014, Robbie Pruitt


This poem is based on a photo blog post by Jack Baumgartner entitled “The Last of December’s Sun” and a song by Jack, track #1, The Oak Leaf, guitar. Jack is a very talented artist, photographer and musician and an amazing woodworker. You can visit Jack’s work at “The School of the Transfer of Energy.”

The Last of December’s Sun, photo by Jack Baumgartner

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Desire

Desire Burns Within, photo by smkybear from flickr

Desire

Hunger and thirst
Until what is inside
Comes out in a burst
A yearning tide
Until outpourings
Release and reside


© January 29, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


“I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.” –Song of Songs 8:4


This poem, Desire, was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, October 29, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

On the Flipside

Flipside Burger Bar, photo by drew robinson, from Flickr

On the Flipside

If this end is up
And the other is down
. . .If upside-down . . .
Someone is making
A turnaround


© January 21, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


This poem, On the Flipside, was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, October 1, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Tenuous

Insecure, photo by Sagise from Flickr

Tenuous

Tread lightly
Upon my heart
Burden slightly
Insecurity
Comes nightly


© January 17, 2013, Robbie Pruitt



Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Pour

Pouring Liquid Gold, photo by The Puzzler

Pour

Soaked in
Love
Filled within
Then poured
Out again


© January 4, 2012, Robbie Pruitt


“But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.” –Titus 3:4-7


This poem, Pour, was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, August 20, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Nativity

Church of the Nativity Demo at 11th & Mt. Vernon, 
by Michael Bixler

Nativity

The Church
Has left
The building
Birthed from
Demolition
To Immanuel
No building
To contain
The Almighty
Omnipresent
To dwell

The building
Has left
The Church
Free from
Enclosure
God is with us
Spirit
In the hearts
Of humanity
Like Dove
Will perch


© August 1, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


This poem, Nativity, was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, August 6, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.


My friend Michael Bixler is an excellent photographer, artist, writer, videographer and “adventurer” who took the photo above, Church of the Nativity Demo at 11th & Mt Vernon. Like much of his work, it captivated me and inspired the poem Nativity. Bixler has provoked me to poetry with Motel and Ghost Lake back in October of 2012, with his photo Late Autumn Epiphany in November, and with Homage back in December of 2012. I am a huge fan of his work and am grateful he allows me to use his art as my muse. To see more of Michael Bixler’s work, click here, here, or here.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Simply

Time and Space, photo by Brisbane Falling, from Flickr

Simply

I embrace
Time
With you


© March 1, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


This poem, Simply, was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, July 9, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Starting Out

Start, photo by JakeandLindsay Sherbert
from Flickr, jakeandlindsay

Starting Out

Just begin
Start out
From where
You are
And go
To where
You will end
Just begin


© March 14, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


This poem was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, July 9, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Coffee Bean

Coffee Beans, Photo by Nate Steiner, from Flickr

Coffee Bean

From bean to brew
The roast, the grind,
The water—
It filters through
From cherries on trees
To peaceful aroma and steam
The nectar that puts us at ease


© June 25, 2013, RobbiePruitt


This poem was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, July 2, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Born Again

Born Again, photo by ۞DLB۞, from Flickr here

From the Born Inside Us Prompt from Tweetspeak’s Every Day Poems: “What is waiting to be born inside you today? Perhaps give it birth in a poem.”

“For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God.” –1 Peter 1:23

Born Again

Healing emerged
From within
Born from inside
Letting new life begin


© March 15, 2013, Robbie Pruitt


This poem was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, June 25, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Mountain Laurel

Mountain Laurel, photo by Jason Hollinger, pellaea, from Flickr

Tomorrow, May 29th, my wife Irene and I will celebrate nine years of marriage. One afternoon, about ten years ago, we hiked to this beautiful mountain cove with a stunning view of a waterfall. Irene painted and I wrote several poems. This is one of those poems about our love that the Mountain Laurel witnessed that day, before we knew.

Mountain Laurel

The Mountain Laurel sees little in their mountain cove
In their little huddle they call a grove
Hugging tightly the weathered steeps
Rooting down to watery deeps

Love roots down like the love the Laurel observed
On that fresh and new spring day,
As love hugged tightly the weathered steeps,
Reaching deeply to love’s refreshing waters deep.

The Mountain Laurel saw love that spring day
     in their mountain cove,
From their little huddle they call a grove,
They hugged tightly to love’s steeps and to how love shows,
Rooting down to love’s deeps,
     and now the Mountain Laurel knows.

© Robbie Pruitt, 2003

This poem was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, May 28, 2013. To see more poems submitted to Open Link Night, please visit the site here. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for thisweek’s poems.

Kalmia, Mountain Laurel, photo by InAweofGod'sCreation 

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Park Swing

Would You like to swing on a Star, photo by mandolin davis

Park Swing

My city she sleeps
As she dreams and thinks of you
How she once held you
And cradled you in her arms

Watching your beauty
As you swung under the full moon’s light
And she misses you
And I miss you


© 2000, Robbie Pruitt

A poem from Finlay Park, Downtown Columbia, SC

This was one of the poems rejected for Sense of the Midlands, a poetry compilation coming out later this year from Muddy Ford Press. It is exciting that they picked up my poem ‘What the Moon Say’ for the book. I am thrilled about this project and honored to be a part of it. More to come.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Love Carries

Ocean, photo by Stephen Edgar, from Flickr

Love Carries

Love carries like an ocean’s tide
Carries along two lovers
By the shoreline
The cold wind against them
Under overcast skies
As they bask in the sunlight
Of love filled eyes


© 2001, Robbie Pruitt

     Inspired by a long walk on the beach--
          in North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina

This poem was submitted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets on Tuesday, May 7, 2013. To see more poems submitted, please visit the site. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time on Tuesday. Check “Mr. Linky” for this week’s poems.