Monday, May 5, 2014

Martha's Vineyard

The light faded as
water crashed against the bluff
and mist caught the air.

I wandered alone,
filing through the slender grass
washed in soft color.

Rocks huddled in length
forming the shore to coastline,
an edge to the tide.

Day set into sea,
disappearing in the deep,
night's dark mast hoisted.

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