Inside out

Some poems and reflections on life

clues to existence

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Debris strewn at high-tide line
are clues to hidden realms

Chunks of feathered weed
blood red, torn bleeding from a
submarine forest mixed with

Smooth polished sticks
washed down in the storm
worn smooth by sand and salt

Neither survives the other’s world
they meet, greet and die.

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One thought on “clues to existence

  1. So true. Almost come across these scenes frequently, but never observed this side of it.

    Lovely pictures in your blog.

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