Tides

Before me
A petulant sea
Approaches

Like sodden soldiers
Whitecaps
March in lockstep

Assault
The granite coast
Relentless pursuit

Washing over
Vanquished beaches
Staking it’s claim

Transgressions
Challenged
Resistance Renewed

Gains relinquished
The sea retreats
Seeking the horizon

Breakers murmur
Their displeasure
Subdued yet unvanquished

Waves roil restlessly
Implied bravado
Awaiting the morrow

From the archives July 2015

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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