Sunday, July 17, 2011

small stones#17 - Sand

Glimmering, drifting, shifting sand

birthed from ocean's mouth,

trims the hem of earth's hard dress

with glistening, shivering breath.
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  1. AnonymousJuly 18, 2011 at 12:46 AM

    oh, to be snagging my toes in the threads of sand...

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