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Seaboard

days come and go

no stopping them

like leaves that wither on the stem

 

yellow they drop

no longer free

now mere atoms in eternity

 

we watch them fall

with them we go

flotsam on that tidal flow

 

a wave that climbs

into the sky

going none knows where or why

 

washing the stars

bathing black holes

dousing galaxies like blazing coals

 

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Starfish Haze

On the beach bits were sharp with old shells

Sand dry as dust cushioned our feet

In  a rock pool we saw the starfish

I'd never seen anything so neat

 

I've often thought of that creature

Its wonderful colourful ways

Moving at its own pace, shimmering,

In a mysterious starfish haze

 

Soon we saw another, from a family of gems

We stared and discussed Nature's pride

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