Today’s Short #Poem 188

~ ~ Today’s Short #Poem 188
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(Sitting I)
Waves smash this jut of rocks,
this jagged triangle.
I’m at the tip, sea-level,
breathing the spray.

It was a dawn-call,
a short walk to the beach,
a tricky clamber,
a flat stone to rest on.

I’m working thoughts
over and over,
making myself concentrate
then letting go.
Just like the rocks and the spray

Ashley Bovan


About Ashley Bovan

I work at Poetry & Photography
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