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Ebb Tide
ebb tide
crabs walk sidewise
on the sandy gravel
my toes, and cast off shells bathed by
the swirl ~
about my legs
sends tingles through my spine
as when our lips first touched, wet as
the sea
Return to the front page of this issue:
Amaze Vol. 1, No. 2 Fall & Winter 2002.
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This poem is Copyright © 2002 by Darrell Byrd.
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