Shore

by Thomas Pender   May 30, 2011


A Sea that once held water
spreads a gleam of white bones
flat and sun bleached
Onward to horizon's edge
A broken parchment
where my feet now trod

This fine life's reminder
scratched here in my wake
an unremembered history
of life in waters wide
Holding no memory of raiment
to cloak my final fate

Clouds lost from a lonely sky
swept on some ragged wind
that never runs aground
This dazzling shoal revealed
by the last wave breaking
on that vista for my eyes

I remember a sea here
waves rolling through shallows
a taste of salt on a warm breeze
etching memories in sand
speckled with flotsom and weed
I lean to the wind and home

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