Nude Beach Ahead
Whirlwind lifting shapeless seas
Frosted
Crashing
In hot breeze
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A sight be found
Bare, raw flesh
Nudity
Sandpiper shifting shells for food
Millions
Billions
On top it stood
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A bug be found
Bare, bug flesh
And good
Nude, beach combing, swinging free
Jesus
Please
I looked back to see
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Virgin eyes look down
Bare, raw flesh
Nudity
Escape behind eyelids blushing red
Seconds
Minutes
Hurry by all these
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Can isolation be found
No, just a sigh
Nude Beach Ahead!
poem by Barbara Attaway
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