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afternoon post, Oct. 16, 2017

    The waves breaking before me are grey green.  The color of the sea at Normandy when our troops waded out of the carrier boats into the cold surf and into Nazi gunfire; like the sea on some clouded … Continue reading

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Midnight Poem #2, April 1, 2015

‘ We’d traveled two hundred miles that morning The four of us in a mini-van Packed in with everything we needed For a week at the beach. We had not planned to stop at Ocracoke We had forty miles left … Continue reading

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Morning Poem #2, February 26, 2015

  , Starting at midnight we drove into the mountians through the constant rain. By dawn we were an hour from the shore and the road through the pines was flat and straight like some giant hallway. I remember the … Continue reading

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Evening Poem, September 7, 2014

Surf’s Up   I stand on the beach and look out into the incoming waves One after another, peeling and seething and rushing along Right at me, to die in a quiet line of foam on the shiny sand. How … Continue reading

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