Jekyl Island Poem by Silas Weir Mitchell

Jekyl Island



EBB-TIDE

FADING light on a lonely beach,
A slow out-creeping tide
That leaves to me on sea-etched sands
The ocean's cryptic speech.

Adown the ever broadening strand
Moon-witched waters steal,
And over the dunes a wild wind swoops
And frets the silted sand.

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