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Twice a Day an Island

This little bit of rock
Twice a day an Island
Momentary wilderness
Beyond an urban beach

Change of seasons brings
Change of venue
From a field of green
To my field of dreams

In a big country
Even a storm’s aftermath
Writes itself large
On the landscape

The last of fall’s vibrance
Lingering
The trail from the beach
Transitioning

From bathers and sun-seekers
The summer of crowds
To seekers of solitude
Contemplative connection
With Earth and sea
And self

I have never lived for long
In land wide open to the sky
A world full lit, naught for shadow
No nook or cranny to explore

I prefer the rise and fall
The twist and turn
Cliche they are
But how I learn

“Ugh! This thing stinks!” lamented the youngest.

“It’s shaking me to bits!” the middle sister garbled, her tongue flapping against her lips.

“Quit your complaining!” croaked the eldest. “Would you two malcontents rather walk in this foul heat?”

death seems no where so
vital as in desertscapes
embracing the sky

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