poemranker ::Twilit Beach by Corey McHattan

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Free verse № 5958

Twilit Beach

by Corey McHattan

Member since 2002 · Posted 25 Jul 2002 · 2 comments

Sand dune hillocks lift and flex; a supine nude peach in dusk. The sea, timid. Snow capped mountains glimmer, continental drift, accelerated: a million tiny pinprick stars. Magenta sky, clouds on fire raging cirrus fairy floss; a strung-out wispy web. Lay back, inhale the salted atmosphere, and let the overheard wash of the swell rock you to sleep.

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[9] Tarquin De La Bog 13-Aug-02/6:14 PM Reply
Nice. Very nice. 9. Stark, yet brimful of imagery and atmosphere. I salute you.
[9] FadedHappiness 25-Aug-04/4:34 AM Reply
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