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John Vass Jan 2020
Ocean edge, how your moods do change.

Yesterday your tiny blue wavelets winked back at the early morning sun
And as they ran playfully up the beach I felt refreshed by your soft body enfolding mine.

Today though your long wrinkles of greeny blue make a sulky sound.
A humph followed by a drawn out hissy sigh as you slowly travel up the beach flecked with spittle foam.

I lie here enervated by the overcast hot humid day and feel mildly irritated by this mood I hear.
But I really do not care a jot if you are going to be like that.
So there.

Koh Phayam. Thailand.  Dec. 2011
John Vass Jan 2020
I took you snorkelling as I usually do.

I looked at you to reassure myself.

You winked back in your familiar way.

Later I looked again and you were gone!

You my long-time companion had disappeared!

You left me to plunge to the ocean floor.

I have searched for you along the arcing shore.

But I know you are forever lost to me beneath the rhythmic shifting sands.

Still winking and counting time as you always have.

Farewell my trusty Casio.


Koh Phayam. Thailand.   Dec. 2011

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