Water lifting sand
awash
upon naked toes
Pant legs rolled above the knee
Searching
endless beach
and scanning cloud
for signs of muse

Craving an inspiration

Gull abound
invading thought
taunting the lack of light
But
devoted bards
never rest
till inspiration corners them

Timothy at hand
garners mind’s eye
Sweet grass replaces taste of chewing gum
Then
nature's pearls
enhance the morn
Sunlight heals a mood forlorn
Gentle breeze
on whiskered face
melds with seaside interlace

Seabird songs
lift line of sight

Thought drifts out to sea

Thursday’s skyline
circles back
then dips its quill in me
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