An old weathered
section of snow fencing
half buried in the
lee of the dune
gray skin gnarled by
wind and water.
Saw grass and beach
plum blossoms
intertwined with the
rusted wire
holding the slats of
the fence.
Flip flops and
sandals
lined up along the
path
leading to the
Atlantic.
Warm white sand
drifted
mirroring the swells
and troughs
undulating offshore,
under La Luna’s spell.
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edited April 16, 2015
Dunes – v3
(editing original)
edited April 14, 2015
Dunes – v2
Dunes
Martha’s Vineyard, ca 1995
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