Low tide
"Words, we have none."
Conversation (Humboldt Bay)
Road signs and wires
bind the horizon.
Low tide:
wide swaths of mud rub in.
Words, we have none.
We're lost
in the tone
splayed between
shadows
bending
with the wind's pitch.
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I hear some Gerard Manley Hopkins in there. Lovely and sad.
Thank you JM. I have experienced this many times but have never had the ability to communicate the sensation. Now I point to Low tide.