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Oct 2016
Slabs of purple granite
sink into to the sea
marking the way
into the bay

Long rolling waves
raise and lower
all of the boats
anchored afloat

Dolphins patrol near by
as the ladyfish jump
the pelicans and other birds fly
looking for fish from the sky

We sink live shrimp
or chunks of cut bait
waiting for a bite
for a moment, all with the world is right
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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