flat water churning sand
tide returning beach
to beach wetter and colder
i remind myself
that this is the same ocean
i grew up with in california
but here on this gray day
on this gray sand
it is alien sea
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So much of life is like that.
I’ve enjoyed reading your poems this month. Thanks! (K)
Thanks for hanging in there!
Ditto. More, please.
Thank you!