Ocean Echoes Poem by Martin Byrne

Ocean Echoes



I would listen to ocean echoes
Of whales, millions of miles away.
The soft tone of their moan
Something felt more than heard.

I would sit on the beach near
The bay. Watch the tide slowly
Slink away, and sit and wait for it
To come back to my tired toes

I would lay on the sand, grind
The grit in my hand and watch,
Sit, listen, feel the world spin.
Know that I can only be here
When the sun comes again.

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