Poem 872

High tide
leaves the sandpiper prints
for a growing wind.

Poem 999

Coral reef
counting on all
its starfish fingers.

Poem 983

Swimming back
the full moon
a pathway to the beach.

Poem 967

In moonshine
a stroll on the beach
… being alone.

Poem 935

Outgoing tide
the dragonfly’s re-visit
to every rock pool.

Poem 919

Dumped tricycle
the sea-shore showing
its ages of rust.

Poem 903

Summer beach
still finding lovers
on a midnight stroll.

Poem 887

Stranded whale
the deserted beach
all to itself.

Poem 871

sunset river
feeling the weight
of my clothes and sweat.

Poem 998

Homeless
driftwood arranged
by tides.