BERT’S PLACE 771030/ CAPE COD
By JCSTREET © 2004
Robin’s hair
falling to the surf
ties the knot
‘twixt rock and sea
Reddish in firesun
stop of afternoon it
ties the knots we
unravel at night
Russet, rust-hued, redded and warm
its firepoints
run the blood up
into our bodies
the ocean dark as wine
flows up in a heart burst
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