Posted by Windstorm Weeds separate away from tangles of barnacle This day is my guide to polished clean shores copyright Arlene Longson August 3/2001 Link: Seashore Poetry Critiques
on 8/15/2001, 10:11 pm
Islets of rain dot my window to the sea
and magnify a vision untold to me.
Secrets of the wind unravel whispers of waves
leashing collars of foam once gone astray.
streaming through sifts on swells in crackle.
These clustering reefs of vanishing wands
tease blustery sheets of banished gale songs.
where I long to find frames of long closed off doors.
I'll swim through your halls of watery moor
to find where you hide and drop you my lure.
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