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Published: April 26, 2007 03:40 pm    PrintThis  

Winter's Ocean

Brin Stevens of Merrimac

Winter's ocean is an unctuous hunger,

bulging tri-colored waves.

Wounded wind-whipped brothers,

tugging land's crenellated graves.



Empty shells gyred to a pinpoint,

sands somersaulting over.

Death is ordinary and fossilized,

like the legs of a petite plover.



The language of the sea is laughter,

a great unified mass escorting echoes.

A loose line clinking on a skiff,

and a distant war in the throes.



Grays molting under infinite blues,

are hardened shores and cold seas.

Shades of independence that do so well,

to interrupt another season's vast possibilities.



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