Surf Eternal
An endless parade
Foam tipped waves
rocks battered endlessly
Rank seaweed…
dank caves
Once majestic
trees of seaweed
Now become horizontal
Lines drawn in the sand
Tern tracks imprinted
as hieroglyphs
Upon pristine
Sand Papyrus
Plovers chase the sea away
Turn and stand about
The sea returns…
To chase the terns
Who in turn…
Chase the sea back out
poem by David Whalen
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