Watched, Wind, Wavelettes and wild flowers
September 11th 2011 Watched, wind, wavelettes and wild flowers
Waves, no, rather riplettes,
Swish onto white sandy shore,
A hush, barely a murmor,
Then receding to sea once more.
Yet the sea scape intrigues,
Dark blue of the channels deep,
Bright turquoise in the shallows
Where silica returns the suns rays.
But as I dream, drinking the view,
I sense dark eyes are watching.
Every move noted,every though
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