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by James Zealy

Where Pelicans glide in disciplined flight
Sands below their searching eyes
Sprinkled with multi colored shells sight
Walking toes curled in wavelets tied

To undertow currents that erode
Paths my feet have strode
Waves buffet breakwater stones
Splashing emerald spray pheromones

Walking in thought consumed
By conflicting emotions in tune
With eratic ocean scenes
Teased by waters blue green

Tides of eden are reborn
Renewing innocence shorn


Posted on 08/08/2011
Copyright © 2021 James Zealy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/08/11 at 02:45 PM

Rich, fantastic attention to language. This has such a great energy in it.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/08/11 at 03:35 PM

"Splashing emerald spray pheromones" - now I know why I love the sea - I never had a chance. I like it all, especially "the tides of eden". Thank you.

Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 08/08/11 at 05:53 PM

I love this, Kee...and you know how much I love the ocean....nice penning

Posted by Lori Blair on 10/21/11 at 05:23 PM

Especially loved those final two lines..ties it in even more so..fabulous write!

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