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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As long shadows flew out before me Like raven swings, fluttering Stiff, gentle winds carry Winters chill not far behind Sun-lit cars are all in sharp relief Setting slowly in the west Clouds like cotton candy slowly drift Across these faded and burn turquoise horizons Seagulls screech flap and fly Catching thermals ride high Or tracks crisscross in the fine White Sands, hearing their cry The autumn beach is a vacant White land, I’ve seen all azure & crashing waves Of dark ruddy seas, splashing the saltwater, high Vacationers are long gone, forgotten We few left to wonder too and fro picking shells Watching the moon glow as the night grows In a fiery setting of the sun, gold Remember orange vermilion crimson and indigo I quietly walk into the seam of this evening Where water washes imagery, it’s only temporary As the moon rides new to the night sky, high Where future lovers walking here & there Children, dogs, kites scampering to and fro Sunsets, drum of the waves in a fading light Waves hitting the beach drifting back out and back in The tidal pull of creation, feeling my memories Total serenity as the ocean recedes as autumn is waiting for the gray winter to come, Then the glory of a white a coming cold fire, I feel the bitter winds, numb… Feeling my shadow stretch out behind me Knowing what is to come…
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