Cresting waves
Crash steps away
And lull to sleep
As through my window
They shush and whisper
“Rest and make not a peep*
Tag: Atlantic ocean
Erosion
10.27.18
The glorious tide
Beautiful
And just the same
Powerful
As it erases crystalline coasts
A disappearing act of shore
Enjoy it while it’s here
Exxon and friends assure
It will be
Baritone Whistler
10.27.18
Baritone Whistler
Calls to me
Tells me of stories
Of years and voyagers
And visitors before
Seduced by this singer
In and of and from,
The sea
Early Morning Tide
5 am
And I await the light,
To see the tides,
that I both hear and feel,
And faintly recognize
She of Letters 