These mid-summer mornings:
a marine mist whirls a cloud of dew;
the ocean lazily slaps against rocks
while frothy white-capped waves push and crash on shore.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
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a daily poetry blog (minus weekends) and a nice way to not be a procrastinator...
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Glad to see some new entries from you, Nooshin. Hope all is well! This one is the most compelling for me. I think it offers a very personable description of California beachside summers, especially the image of the ocean lazily slapping rocks.
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