* Ebb Tide: In Wave Night Light Poem by Terence George Craddock

it is late now
very late
darkness has already fallen
disappear
be gone
fade away
the night is warm
flesh is warm
breeze is warm

waves wash out
footprints suck in sand
feet grow cold
sunken sands slowly mould
harmonic planes
washing out ripples
searing single summer's seascape
sifting sands blown briskly
sting the windward onward eye


Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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