Stones

A littoral meditation.  Birds wheeling Breakers.crashing Foam hissing, Sky reflections At my feet a puffer fish, Shriveled by the sun, Rests beside a shapely stone Still life set in sand. Pebbles strewn by ebbing tide holes where tiny sand crabs hide Seaweed fronds Driftwood dragon Footprints in the sand. * * * * *   Advertisements

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