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Jan 2016
Observe beach
high tide
some distant storm.

Waves swirling rage foam
as scouring the beach
moving loose earth
depositing sand
detritus, **** and shells.

Whittling away the shore
over time exposing
weaker bones of
limestone and
cavities of once solid rock

Water cleanses, removes
the dead and feeble
swept, wider out
predators wait
and feast on the carrion

Same waves tease
but yet
to take me away.
A P Taylor
Written by
A P Taylor  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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   Bianca Reyes and SPT
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