Salt & Sanity

Foam tides in
On coastline’s setting moon,
White on white
Haze.
Glancing light,
Dancing ripples
Blinks the eye
On pipeline’s mini tubes
Splashing,
Shushing,
Whispers, trickles
 
Footsteps reached
Standing beach
Lying leech
Wordsmith’s boots
Teach to forget
Aching knee joints
Steel caps each new step
Where the water lets
 
Wells drained
And
Seats wet.
 
 

• 30/08/18, Granity