Content of: Wind Swept
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02/11/18 at 11:00PM
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Poetry
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Wind swept waters,
passing over rock and sand.
Sea fresh scent
rising from the spray
of waves, pounding.
Wetness clings
to limbs and tree leaves,
reflecting sunlight
like a thousand mirrors.
Seagulls passing overhead,
cast their shadows,
on the sand.
Mournful, crying, always
watchful, looking for natures offering.