Fear, in short

Photo by Dana (me)

When the tide recedes, I am afraid

  you will discover shattered shells

  and withered seaweed, tangled

  Too much trouble for one 

  man to navigate 

  I will be left

  mired in the

  sands of



*Written in the Nonet poetic form


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