Storm fence by the dune cradle sea

By the shoreline and descending bone of winter,
in a walking shadow from the windy salvage cloud,
pickets of wood sand down the dunes, their wrinkled
roots in the acre of beach; wearily await the sea

Squall weather, like the water they drown; the seabirds
the dune grass the drifting footprints all innocent
in the leaden wind; waves drive with the long voice dark,
they inhale the seashore tide. …thrust through the

Wood and wire where crosses shadowed the ground,
cutting flood like a scythe splintering fragments; now a
grief ago, the horizon wrenches up the sun bud, engraving
light cast, drawn on the sea. …picket remnants in the
(dune sand shape, shuffling wind, silent whispers).

Copyright © 07/03/2016 lance sheridan

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2 comments on “Storm fence by the dune cradle sea

  1. Your words give off lovely sentiments.

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