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Shorelines
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Sometimes
I get to the ocean
Some of you live close by
I could be envious
But I get there
Now and then
It seems to be important
That I do so
It’s not the shoreline in the photograph
I don’t know where that is
But it will do
Any such will do
To remind us
Of where might be our origins
Or our destinations
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Or the real thing
Better
To walk by when it’s early
To think about
Origins and destinations
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C L Couch
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Photo by Zac Harris on Unsplash
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May 26, 2022 at 3:11 pm
I love the ocean. I would love to live at the beach. You wrote a wonderful poem.
May 27, 2022 at 4:47 pm
Thank you! Living at the beach would be grand.
May 31, 2022 at 8:53 am
I like this, the gentle rise and fall of waves, the arriving and the leaving.