Poetry and printing, words and ideas, haiku, horses, and the natural world.
Monday, 7 October 2013
haiku by the sea
a slow tide turning -
soft salt breeze tasting my tongue
cold air on warm skin
changed by water and time -
different, familiar shore,
everything returns
tall cliff standing guard -
holds back prying path above,
quiet beach below, safe
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