9 August

a circle of seashells

uncovered upon the beach this morn

as if some fairy mermaids

had spent the midnight hours dancing on the shore in the moon  light

and cared not who stumbled upon their cache in the clouded granite light of morning

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we only paused a moment there

to take note of their revelry

and then moved away on the beach 

we left our footprints upon the sand

to say that we had once walked this way

and heard the call of their late night ceili

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in the morning light the sun shines upon the heart shaped rocks and random shells that sit upon the edge of the railing on the porch

i could sit and gaze upon that light all day

i love the dart and flow of it

the shadow and the shine

the way the light plays as if my porch railing was the only thing it had to do all day

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when i walk the beach and turn onto the path towards home 

i can see our flag

and a striped beach towel hanging over the balusters 

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I love a rainy day

as the song goes

it will not help to dry our beach towels though

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i like the way the presence of wonder-boy and Aragorn fills the room

easy and woven together

cloth of the same texture and color

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birds fly by the windows singing

traffic goes by on the street below

 sounds of life and the mark we make today

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