i can hear the gentle roar
by tanner brockwell (cc) 2007
i can hear the gentle roar
of surf that’s within easy distance
and the sand on my back
is still warm from the flying sun
that baked the white basking sands
but i am here in the dusk
as the set sun has just expired
and twilight yields to the new moon
grasping filigree strands
this is the perfect vantage
of cycles short and long
moments that reflection shines
as peers declined
steady steady find
words are this compass
and yet i still would yield
is that obstinacy
or some grace yet defied
who am i
but actions and thoughts
this is the same
there is no better continuation
of the surf’s pounding beat
than the surf’s pounding beat
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