Wednesday, 12 July 2023

tideside

 tideside


it is a breath

is it not

the morning’s rusting sun

rising over a cake knifed sea

silver in its crumbling

sliding a porcelain moment

hushed in anticipation

the moon’s a doubloon 

a pirate voice behind you glories

dip your toes me hearties 

dip your toes

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