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Sparkle

18 Apr

the sparkle of the sun on the water's surface
the hazy spot in the distance is a ship
fat seagulls ha-ha-ha and scream patrolling the shore
there is a faint fishy scent on the intermittent breezes

scavengers aren't scared of me strolling down the beach
they approach skittishly, eying me for a handout
I carry nothing to give them
yet happily abundant



 
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Posted by on April 18, 2021 in Poetry

 

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