Minds of Coquina

Minds of coquina,
Briny, scuttle to the sea-
The ghost crab's retreat.

Navy-blue eye glints,
Black gargoyle's orange rictus-
Cormorant alights.

Clams dig into sand,
Swash sluicing nomadic toes-
Waves donning sunset.




Poetry by Soup in the Sand
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Written on 2011-09-27 at 19:23

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This evokes smiles with familiar, but distance and long ago, memories. It's nice to have sharp images such as these. The reader's mind can do the rest.
2011-09-30