Cuttlebone Poems - Poems about Cuttlebone

...Waiting, watching, listening for the storm to reach the shore. Swirling the waters cauldron; lifting the ocean floor. Relocating and destroying - beachcombing aft the wind has blown. Walk the sand......

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...A constant charging and retreating, leaving behind the soaking sand, is the ever changing of the tide, pushing the sea against the land. And all along the changing shoreline, Pacific Gulls gli......

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