ECHOES OF THE SILENT SHORE
ECHOES OF THE SILENT SHORE
No longer the crash of breaking waves
Over rocks that always take the blows
Nor even the softer whoosh of the tide
That every smaller sandy pebble knows
As if it was that nature had just paused
An unusual eerie silence now pervades
Like a shift in moon’s orbit were caused
All is still, as a last remaining echo fades
It’s as if some finger has flicked a switch
And no tide will ebb and flow anymore
Boats at anchor will neither roll or pitch
None now comprehend this silent shore
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2025
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