you susurrate your daydreams in wave,
Atlantic - of frothy white secrets, they've
come and gone: galleon, caravel, carrack,
swivel your globes, dare to look back
sea grapes line borders of winding paths,
like swirling skirts of constraint to wrath,
ancestry frolics in face of watery heave,
sand bucket and spade steady play, perceive
sky colours in sea -
children at Manzanilla
building sandcastles
© gillena cox 2017
Midweek Motif ~ Ocean(s)
Susan's prompting
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“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
