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Swell to Fall

Tuesday, April 10th, 2012

There’s something odd about the way the ocean flows
back and forth, she comes and goes
at night the sunset draws her in, upon the sand
into a lover’s waiting hand
the ocean swells and throws

And then one day I looked upon and saw her blue
deep within the moonlight’s hue
she came not near the silky sand to rest once more
escaping from a lover’s shore
the darkness fell and grew

What is a shore without its sea, a man alone
fortune speaks such words unknown
a vacant thump that pumps against a barren plot
a bullet strikes without a shot
a king without his throne

Rebecca Turner