Poem Category: Beach

the wet-sand mark
twilight on the beach
now empty

among the rocks
drift-woods
interrupted

beach dunes
I tease a whisper
any lover would

the riddle of stars
my daughter’s Zodiac
I draw in the sand

Becoming waves
becoming
waves.

sand dunes
in your soft hills
the winds change

So ! deep ! the singing
whales fill all
of horse-shoe bay.

the Big Bang sent
a shooting star…
the beach I dream on

a shooting star
brightens the beach
I came to lay on

rogue wave–
before its chaos
the family beach