A Grain of Sand

trodden by passers-by
off the shore, you lie
one in a million
– dusty particulate

what’s there to discern?
intangible arguments of
time and infinity;
a revolutionary junta
where deceit is
bird’s claw

Sand Dunes

Note: I blame it on April; the tone of the speaker, I mean. I’m sure you’re aware of April month’s dispositions. Anyway, I’m linking this piece to Midweek Motif at Poets United. To read different takes on this prompt, please visit the link.


  1. As you know Khaya, I am not a writer! Several times, when I read your work or even Magaly’s work, my mind and soul works/thinks/feels different. I hope that makes sense? Both of you are such clever writers in how you describe things! This is such a powerful piece!! Big Hugs!
    (I will write soon! Sorry, so behind in things!)

  2. The sandy particles have had their day, done their job and are now at rest. some kissed by the sea and some blown by the wind and if they could speak they would have so much to tell.

  3. You done such a masterful job with line breaks. I’m looking at the words, at how they speak to each other… and I’m just enjoying myself. I love when punctuation and detail shapes a poem so neatly, and telling.

    My favorite bit,
    “off the shore, you lie
    one in a million”

    That “lie” can be so many things…

  4. Ooops. No, I’m not aware of April’s disposition but I sure enjoyed reading this poem. And it’s true, perhaps it’s futile to discern about time and infifnity.

    1. Thanks Myrna, I’m glad you enjoyed this piece! BTW, April’s disposition refers to T.S. Elliot’s quote, “April is the cruelest month…” and Dark Poetry Challenge run by Magaly in April.

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