Wednesday, January 4, 2017

A Sevenling for a Small Girl and the Sea

Month of Poetry Day 4: A Sevenling for a Small Girl and the Sea


Three things she cries wonder:
the soft give of white sand in her toes;
the cool suction of wavelets; the wheeling importunity of gulls.


Three things lie waiting:
stinging flies; a treacherous dump tide;
over in the west, a hazy glimpse of heaven.

The small girl rushes, unheeding, to the sea.

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