Driftwood
The shores
in my world
are cluttered
with driftwood
scattered in piles
along the dunes
and their twisted
sea-shaped and
sand-worn elegance
always calls to me
in their stranded
moments of grace.
Copyright © Gregory Joseph Firlotte | Year Posted 2021
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