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It rolls in to me

one fresh churned wave

of salt-laden soup

in mussel shell blue


with armor of chiton

in sea-weed sway

and twists of driftwood

on layers of foam


bringing crab legs and agates

in dustings of gold

that buckle and rattle

kaleidoscope stones


and as barnacles yawn

to taste the high tide

it rolls in the next one

for you.



© 1993, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright


(a re-write of “Beach” from 1993)



Marina Beach in Edmonds, Washington (on Puget Sound).


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