Sensing the Sea

Woman on Beach 02She gazed upon the backdrop, bright
With hues of sky-blue-pink,
And wandered, hardly knowing quite
Where each new step would sink.

The warm wind tossed her auburn hair,
Dropped salt upon her lips,
And brought to her the fragrant air,
As if on laden ships.

She paused a while and tuned her ear
Toward the shore birds’ cry,
Which came unseemly loud and clear
Above the ocean’s sigh.

The sand retained her prints complete,
But only for a while;
For the frothy waves that bathed her feet
Erased all but her smile.

Copyright © 2017 Linda Luna – All Rights Reserved

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