Growing up on the coast on a small farm, I often went to my favorite place, and today I write about it:
Blue, green
yet, gray
is also
a color
of the
sea.
Gulls punctuate
the surface---
white, showing
above the
blending in
of gray.
Seaweed,
newly green
fingers reaching,
stroking waves
as one
would pet
a purring cat.
I come
to the beach
waiting for
the colors
to speak
to me.
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