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Bottle Cap In the Sand

Bottle cap in the sand. forsaken barren beach. Towel colors once grand diminished by sun’s bleach. Tropical paradise long left barren by man. Hurricane a surprise, deserted without plan. Collapsed plastic beach balls strewn among the seaweeds. Once bright the eye recalls, but now the sight recedes. Hibiscus trees deflexed, entwined with pale, pinched palms. Verdant life springs forth vexed. The damaged, begging alms. Flora and fauna rise; slow repristination. Beach in rousing reprise, resplendent salvation. Utopia restored; Nature’s tacit accord.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Mcintosh Avatar
July 14, 2023 at 1:37 AM
Wonderful, Congratulations. God bless you and much love, Gina
Fowler Avatar
July 15, 2023 at 10:17 AM
Thanks dear Gina. Blessings, :)
Rodrigues Avatar
July 11, 2023 at 6:50 PM
Wonderful imagery in your poem! Congratulations on first place, Linda!
Fowler Avatar
July 15, 2023 at 10:16 AM
Thank you Kim! I'm honored and pleased! :)
Wolf Avatar
May 9, 2023 at 11:51 PM
What a grand title!! And an interesting poem to boot! ... Bottle, Washed Ashore
Fowler Avatar
May 10, 2023 at 6:08 AM
Hey thanks gw! I appreciate your comments BWA! laf :)
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