see the mirror mirror the sea thyme scents sense time me and you sleeping sleep in you and me waves disquiet these quiet ways and continents wear down down where continents end barques dock while wild dogs bark at oars or at noon redcurrants, sand beaches, beeches and recurrence our morning mourning hour terns whirled there / their world turns
The challenge here was to create a poem in which each line is itself plus its sonic reflection (see the mirror / mirror the sea). The theme was the seaside.