Tidal Fool

Monday, 26 May 2008 06:06 Written by Bill Kimmett

Through this wrinkled
Shimmering
Glaze of tidal
Pool
Where shellfish destinies
Feed larcenous gulls,
Lapping tides roll
Through ageless time
In silent rush.

Dreams
ride high on
White pawed waves,
Crumble easily on
Siren sands.

Two things do we share.
Endless hopes,
Soaring
As fettered flags,
As fluttering wings;
Shadow sparks on
Wrinkled shimmering
Gaze of tidal
Fool.

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