My Exercise Poem by Bryan Taplits

My Exercise

I walked the shore while taking my tour
And shuddered at things sublime,
The future just ahead-
an open mouth to be fed-
And my past
So near-but behind.
The sand so stretched
The East so wet
The West all looking fine
I sighed and shook-
at these sights
(for each one of them took)
Grateful for all buried treasures divine.

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