Piery's Shore XI

by Leonard M Hawkes

A wild wind--free--
Whips and gusts and
Rips along this strip
Between the peaks
And the shore:

Stirring up the thunder,
Driving spring rain horizontal,
Blizzarding the winter--

But tonight, taunting,
Shaking, whispering perhaps
In subtlties; as I
Regretfully keep this
Anniversary, alone.


Author's Note: Standing on the suspended sod near the marsh.

Posted on 09/11/2011
Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes

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