Sea Glass Poetry

Sea Glass Poetry

Sea Glass Poetry
Sea Glass Poetry         See Glass The glass bottle tossed from human hands lands back Home Onto Sand and Silica Along the Fecund Sugary Shore where she lies Under the Ribs of the Wind through cycles that bring Warmth from Light and Comfort under Dark.   The hands of the Tides reach and pull her Inside their wet caves where she rubs Against Rocks and Sand Under soothing Caws and Wooshes Until Pregnant with Salt.   Her Frosty Patina cracks open and gives birth To Shards who float away On the Breasts of Briny Currents Until they swim back to the Shore hugged By the Yellow Moon and Orange Sun.   People pluck their plump tiny bodies From their Home And take them back To a familiar dry place away from the Sea  
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