Saturday, March 21, 2009

On The Beach

Beach Side ~ Grant Yang

The receding water sucked at the shoreline, dragging suspended grains of pale sand into its deep green interior.
He stood like a marble giant trapped in slow-time while plankton empires rose and fell between his submerged feet.
The horizon was lost in the blue haze caused by the cumulus clouds boiling from the Gravity Plant looming on the headland.
Sikuma touched his hand and he exhaled a chest full of salt air, realising he’d been holding it - in anticipation of what, he wasn’t sure.
Ever since Dadelus had gone over he’d had this uneasy feeling in his gut, as if something was waiting to conclude.
“Iskandor, we need to go; it’s almost curfew” she slipped her hand in his and squeezed with just the right balance of urgency and tenderness.
He turned and they walked up the beach toward gap in the teeth of the weather-beaten fence; Iskandor’s mood trailed like a cloud; his thoughts remaining with Dadelus and the look on his face as he’d turned away at the cliff edge.


Megan said...

still my guitar gently weeps

as the plankton continue their sweeps

over ground

never trod

in the memory of the plankton fleets...

Megan said...

Gah. I will try again. Later.

Anonymous said...

Egads! Incredible pairing of the pic to this verse. That formation reminds me of a "Kilroy" for some bizarre reason. Also having thoughts of staring out from the Acropolis; across the vast ocean expanse. Alas, as he trod; the plankton empire never had a chance.

Oh bother!

The Clever Pup said...

Thanks for visiting my site.

I've enjoyed reading your prose and the seeing the fantasic images you've paired it with.

See you later in the Blogosphere.

Pisces Iscariot said...

Megan: plankton fleets... that's a wonderful image :)
Subtorp: I'd like to hear the link to kilroy... bizarre is good :D
Clever Pup: Thanks for visiting.


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Pisces Iscariot said...

Way I heard it, Kilroy was a steelwork inspector in a shipyard - left his mark on the steel he'd checked.

Anonymous said...

There are just too many stories to sort through!

Princess Haiku said...

Fabulous flash prose. Have you thought about a short novel, Pisces? Oh, and I am glad that you have resurrected your blog. You had me worried for a few days.

Anonymous said...

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Anonymous said...

I have just read your post 'and the sheep look up'...very clever, very powerful, cynical.

I will be dropping in from time to time :)

James Higham said...

The gap in the teeth.