Morning Tide Poem by Tom Billsborough
Morning Tide
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The sea at morning
Sparkles with a millon spears,
The army of the waves advancing,
To regimental orders.
Remorselessly arising
At my command
And dying at my feet,
Which beat the sliding sand.
Thursday, June 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sea
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8/3/2025 1:27:00 AM # 1.0.0
... beats the sliding sand. That's the nature of the sea! Well done, Tom!
The sea, the sea, always recommencing as Paul Valery wrote. And endlessly fascinating. Indeed, as you say, Clarence, the nature of the sea and our consciousness too. Tom