The beach different
not coarse sand
of rocky outcroppings
smooth stones
glistening at the water’s edge
Polished smooth
contours not edges so much
an expanse of curves and rolling
exposed by the receding tide
Remembering those moments
walking down to them calling
feeling the cool waters
caressing my feet
The rounded stones
curved under my arches
firm footing because of their heft
calling me further
to the smaller pebbles
further out
at the edge of the tide
May 16, 2010
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