THE SEASHORE
SMOOTH COLORED
PIECES OF GLASS
PEPPER THE SAND
LIKE POLKA DOTS
REFLECTING THE SKY
WASHED ASHORE AND
TURNED IN THE SAND
OVER AND OVER
ROLLING LIKE
LITTLE WHEELS
THROUGH TIME
AND SPACE
TO BE HERE
NOW
WHERE DID THEY
START
WHERE WILL THEY
END
IN THE HAND OF
A CHILD
IN THE POCKET
OF A SUMMER
PAIR OF PANTS
MAYBE A JAR OR
BOTTLE
TO BE ADMIRED
AND REMEMBERED
FROM OUR TIME
AT THE SEASHORE
Bobby Jameson Mar 1, 2009
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