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soft

gritty

cold

sea drift

lays unclaimed at my feet

generous left overs

from a recent squandering storm

ah and to hear the pounding

of such happy surf

alas returning home

the beach

a welcoming war bride

the sand

the front step at grandma's house

so very clever is the glowing moon

for playing pied piper to the tide

the poor flapping wind though

can never seem to get any rest

ships bellow their heavy displeasure

anxious are they

to return to the safety of some sturdy port

ah,

but its this impressed evening beach comber

that

'The Grin Of The Tide'

takes a moment to stop and wink at

for joining it out on such a glowing eve

an enrapt audience

ere volunteer no less

to its destructively beautiful force........

(written Aug. 2, 2002 8pm)