David E. Gordon
From Land To Sea - Poem by David E. Gordon
Where mountains spill into lagoons,
rushing flies swarm
over steep sands abloom with stones.
Where pipers comb the golden dunes,
whistling gales usher gull flocks
from caves millennia opened
to drink gushing waves.
Looming peaks tune to warm tides,
flooding wide banks
to merge with lush marshes.
All the land wistfully leans out to sea,
whispering cool mists
to distant whales.
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