Saturday, March 03, 2007

Beachlines

sunswept skies
windswept shore
and the surf
that sweeps the sand
with a foamy touch. . .
the undertow tugs
at heaped up seashells
and tries to take
them back to the sea. . .

their tinkling together
sounds like elf laughs. . .

2004

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