Spent
by Marcel A. Duclos

After many a summer
spent seaside
lost in the blue-green unending
of coastal Maine waters
I still hear the ocean waves
blessing the time spent alone
while I found the healing
rhythm of the sea          and
the heartbeat of my soul
lost for so long
after the assault left me bereft
at too tender an age



 


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