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A Different Kind of Shore
When one looks out past the breaking waves at ocean’s end those across the sea seem much less remote connected by this expanse of constant movement. Away from the sea In a great endless valley, peering at the edge of … Continue reading
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Tagged fear, knowledge, mystery, oceans, parables, shorelines, the unknown, travel
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Random Thoughts from Gulfport Mississippi
Along the coast, the wind was steady, giving the trees that stood two or three hundred yards back from the shore the chance to continue, with their low rustling, the rhythmic chant of the gulf against the sand. Youngsters, in … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, Gulf of Mexico, Gulfport, Mississippi, nostalgia, seashores, shorelines
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Finding the Ocean (Again)
I have looked for long hours across the bay, sensing in the coming dawn some great sign; after my simple chores are done each day, when each minute spent does not seem so fine, along the windswept shore I roam, … Continue reading
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Tagged aloneness, daily poems, oceans, perceptions, shorelines, sonnet
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Finding the Ocean
I have lingered long by the endless shore, voice lost to the surf, that infinite shift that pulls itself from the littered ocean floor and upon which my thoughts float free and drift; for many years I saw only the … Continue reading