Orange is the Colour of Word
Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration. - Carl Sandburg
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Beach
End of day
a fleet of sandpipers
rush the waves
advance retreat
so many footprints
remind us we were
all once there
for just a little while
the empty shore
breathes out
Debbie Calverley
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