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A Briny Blunder
It had been an animated and tempestuous day. My brooding attire seemed to match the weather, jeans soaked to the knee, suit-vest fluttering in the grave wind, the sky above an infinite blanket of...
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Listening
Listening to the whirling throb of the sea With frilling tide and tossing shell The glazed sand cool where I press my cheek
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Ravaging the Shore
Starlings probe In vain This place Where the Sea is heard Ravaging the Shore Just a jaunt away
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Stranger- A Friend Waiting to be Met
“There are no Strangers, here; only Friends you haven’t met yet.” -William Butler Yeats I ambled along in November afternoon, the murmur and chatter of the crowd mingling with the cool, easy wind....
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A December Walk with My Delitescent Self
December. The Sea has cooled, a bit. The sand feels like chilled velvet ‘neath my stumbling toes. Rubigenous seawrack trickles in. The seethe crackles and I suddenly catch a wee glisk of my...
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These Days at Sea
“All day long in fog and wind, The waves have flung their beating crests Against the palisades of adamant. My boy, he went to sea, long and long ago, Curls of brown were slipping underneath his cap,...
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Thoughts like Wintry Rain
Blithesome wind brushing The black and fulgent waters Thoughts like wintry rain
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Morn’s Pale Apparition
The sweeping of Wings Into candent Dawn Welkin of turbid yellow Punched with feathered fists of cloud- Morn’s Pale Apparition lifts Sorbile gems gleam in garland light Kicked by creaking shoes- Black...
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Illachrymable
Once proficient Neurons scatter Lenocinant Eyes of blood-marble Evening’s spired shadows inceding- Illachrymable (Wee poem about my Brother, for, when his mum died, he could not cry and show his grief-...
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Last Flare of Afternoon
I stopped by the roadside To roam the silken sky Prairie hawk and starling Leering down at me Razor wire glinting in blank Sun Bombilating Life With the sound of Death Transformed Shadow of your...
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Waiting for the Waves
“We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.” -Paul...
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Easy Day by the Sea
Sebastian Inlet- where my soul abides in the silken tide. What a beauty-day. Thank you for oozing by, many smiling cheers, Autumn Jade
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Littoral Loafing
Guttural beach-break Sharks breaching the minty waves Skimmers sweeping swash Littoral loafing Cormorant airing her wings Sodden charcoal-black Dune scarp tunnel-pocked Ghost crab rushes to the brine...
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Another Scintillating Morn
Another Beautiful Morn in the Florida Brine. Thank you for imbibing, jubilant cheers, Autumn Jade
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The Art of Rabbit-Charming
The night was humid and tangy, heady mist hovering in the air. The sky was low and moldered with deep purple cloud, reflecting in swirls the city’s incandescent glow. I oozed along the gritty path,...
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Dog-Day Desiderium
Saliferous lips Morning allatrates Scalp-scraping desperation Dog-days of this ocean lake- A sheet of perspiration- As June dissipates Calling Hurricanes
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Still Summer Sundered
Still Summer sundered- Distant storm smolders Sunset swimming On glazed Surf Bruised horizon Vomiting waves Vanquishing this Once sickly-placid Ocean Lake
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Pursued by the Moon
Gritty steps reverberate the path, winding. Puttering along, the lone figure listens to the mosquito moon moaning behind skuzzy sky. Scraggly limbs cast sniveling shadow across his face, leather...
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Of Arduous Grey
Of Arduous Grey, These Bleary mornings- Creature caged Beast With gentle eyes- This is Love Childlike Within the Heathen Hugging rabbits Sautéing onions And black beans Then Weeping In the garden...
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