The Pulse of The Tides

by Ryan Hardgrove

Everything seemed far away
while watching the turquoise tide
slowly lap at the white earth
the beach
just another convergence
time eating away at time

palm fronds jittered
in the sea breeze
as I guzzled another beer
and idly wondered what I’d be eating next

everything seemed far away
on the island
an island in the middle of the great sea
I now understand
why people get stuck in these places

for a while at least
our problems and fears do not exist
they are lulled to sleep
by the beautiful pulse of the earth

the island understands the individual
forgives him
empathizes with him
makes him forget

and yes, we will
never outrun
our fears and problems

but sometimes
it is nice to
get out in front a few steps

the blue stretched out before me
farther than I cared to look
and at some point
water turned to sky


Ryan Hardgrove is currently wading through his late twenties as a feckless bartender and responsible father. He is also a writer and a musician. He lives in Pittsburgh, PA with his common law wife and their son.


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I am a dreamer, as well as a doer, who lives in the North Georgia mountains. I started my publishing journey August of 2013, have had moderate success, but my utmost passion is my "daytime" job, which is working with adults who are constantly striving to better their lives as they obtain the GED credential.

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