“Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.” Carl Sandburg


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Sea Bound


 

                    
The sea reaches out with foamy fingers

the sandy shore to grip,

then retreats and repeats o’er and o’er.

She well knows her bounds

set forth by God at His command

and illustrated by King Canute.

 

                    

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