At the Shore
Morning's gray offers its wonder
Red ribbons from dawn underscore
Sun's first light splits night asunder
Moon's high tide rushes to shore
Horizon's line measured from sight
Beneath glow from a rising mass
Turns black to gray from burning night
An image is etched on sea's glass
11/11/18 contest 8x8
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