espying abandoned boats
on the shore
the visitor worries
that the tide will come in
and carry them afar
the locals laugh
tap
their bare wrists
and point towards
the sun
Seaside Augury
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RED GLADIOLA 
i like ‘bare wrists’, it says it all.
A poem with genuine resonance.
Thank you! =)
this is perfect. love this.
Glad you like it! ❤
It’s easy to like this one! Even the word “espying” works for you! *g*
Ron
Always good to know when you like my work. Thank you!
Idyllic❤❤❤and it crafts a beautiful imagery of the shore ❤❤❤
Thank you! ❤
Hi! I have nominated you for the Liebster Award because you have an awesome blog. You can check the rules at http://sonaonline.WordPress.com/2014/09/07/liester-award/
Thanks for the nomination. =)