Non-Erotic PoetryOregon Coast HaikuBought 4 crab on the
bayou from a bearded fisherman:
wild light in his eyes
Shopping for spices in
the dull super-market: on the beach
the great red sun sank
Pinot Noir in hand
I made it to the sand; gave a cheers
to the fading sun
On a quiet day, there
is nothing to be seen on the beach;
tide in and tide out
The wet sand is good
for walking, shells and rocks for pockets,
ocean: conception
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