Sunday, April 27, 2014

Month of Poetry, 2014, Day 27: Serenity


Out beyond the wet sand
and the line of lime-green
seaweed-covered rocks,
gently waves ripple
blue water reflecting blue sky.
Clouds drift by in big, cottony tufts.
A seagull sits on a rock.
It is a postcard picture
of serenity--the Maine cliche--
but for the three eight-year-olds
running around the beach
slaying orcs.

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