lay upon hard packed white sand
A delicate turquoise insect
Blown in by the winds?
Hard packed sand stretched on and on,
many hued broken sea shells sharply paved surf's edge
many hued broken sea shells sharply paved surf's edge
families, brightly suited, splashed and played on or near shore
surfers rode curling waves, coming in low to wait for the next one.
Cannonball jelly fish washed up, spaced far apart
lay bloated and shiny drying in sun and wind.
This lone dragonfly seemed
perfectly suited to the scene
even though still waters,
a usual habitat where
food and shelter abound,
were close.
“There is really nothing more to say ~ except why. But since
why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how.“
~ Toni Morrison
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