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Theme: Meeting

The Sea

Today, I met the sea.
Her innocence charmed me;
her woollen waves' activity
started a motor within me, of which
her incessant freedom was the fuel.
I strove to get nearer to her as
with instrument of life and limb I heaved
to her vigorous harmony, her kiss
soft as mist on her parted lips of breeze.
On the pier, I strode above her greatness:
slab after slab of liquid marble, where I watched
fishermen spill lines; and peering down, read
her inscrutable simplicity of feature and of flow.
I turned, for there was nothing else to know.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

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