The slow cut hits ground
on a long day unfurled
as your eyelids dance
into the collapsing glow
of last light on waves
crashed long ago
More sea poems can be found in Always Find the Sea.
The slow cut hits ground
on a long day unfurled
as your eyelids dance
into the collapsing glow
of last light on waves
crashed long ago
More sea poems can be found in Always Find the Sea.