Monday, May 5, 2008

Though The Tide Was Low

though the tide was low in the morning glow
off in the distance all in a row
they sat in wait for the perfect swell
wearing their suits black, snug and narrow
they gently swayed with the ebb'n flow.

in pairs, threes, the occasional four
they passed the time recounting the lore
of thrills they had and the friendships made
of yesterday when the sea gave more
and the ones they rode right to the shore.

as the morning waned, the light got bright
and the waiting flock practiced their flight
the rising breezes from distant shores
sculpted the chops in their line of sight
they bade farewell till later that night.

Though The Tide Was Low
~ NoxAlio ~

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