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A wave
rolls forward,
breaks, comes ashore, unrolls --
a white lace wreath spreads out on the sand,
applauding the wave's death,
with a sound
so soft.
Copyright 2009 by James Cox.
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James Cox grew up in both the cities and countryside of Michigan, where he learned wilderness survival and a variety of urban skills such as driving fast through heavy traffic. Now retired, he describes himself as a "Taoist wild man, poet, dog lover, philosopher, old soul, cook, dishwasher, flower finder, healer, aphorist, and novelist." He enjoys hiking in the mountains and learning wildflower names in and around Whittier, North Carolina. James has published poetry in a variety of online and press journals and has been featured in several anthologies. He has won prizes for poetry in Milestone Magazineand in the North Carolina Writer's Network annual contest.
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Jancan:
This ocean lover says, "Ahhh"!
Posted 08/17/2024 11:11 AM
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EstherJ:
Beautiful, peaceful.
Posted 08/17/2024 09:42 AM
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anne.lehman2929@att.net:
Oh, breathtaking!
Posted 08/17/2014 11:53 AM
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KevinArnold:
Not sure why the diamond shape works with waves, but it does. Like the white lace wreath.
Posted 08/17/2014 06:48 AM
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rhonasheridan:
I love this gentle little poem. It cries out to be read and reread
Posted 08/16/2014 04:41 AM
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