Sunday, August 7, 2005
NEW BEACH POEMS RIGHT OFF TODAY'S WARM SAND...
WROTE THESE TODAY FOLKS WHILE SITTING ON THE BEACH DREAM KEEPER the sand sifts warm through my fingers like an hourglass my keeper of lost dreams REFUGE dark wet sand heavy on my legs surrounded by a cool pool moat BULLY my sister’s hand pats dark sand higher and higher forming a castle on my lap...
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