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SPRING-TIDE
Barrel rolling salty surf...
Foamed filled frothy bubbles...
Rhythmic undulating snaking waves...
Sun baked golden sand banks...
Shimmering silvery surfaces...
Masking spinning whirlpools...
Of dancing undercurrents.
Swirling seaweed divas...
Twisting every buoys arm...
Blue skies...
Kissing lands horizons...
Yachts skipping...
Like dragonflies...
Nostril flaring...
Deep filling...
Menthol sea air...
Such an ice cool temptress...
Copyright Hud 2007-2014. Writer/Poet/Philosopher.
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