Ayr Bay Poem by Paul Reed

Ayr Bay



At first light we would stand and stare
And drink deeply of the breeze,
Watched the incoming foam ensnare
Between seaweed and stones squeeze;

At midnight we would gather again
Under the blackness of hung skies,
Let your lapping water entertain
Our ears and searching eyes;

The lights of Ayr would dance and twirl
Like some ghostly filigree,
A string of shining pearls
Stretched out across the sea;

Bring me back again someday
To this moon-dappled pebbly shore,
Wrap me around in your beguiling way
Tell me your secrets once more.

Ayr Bay
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sea
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