Low Tide - 4/20/07

Low Tide

There was a time this afternoon, when the wind went still

The sea was flat and as green as an old coke bottle

The water had pulled back to reveal wide damp expanses of beach

You could almost hear the click of the cog in the machine
that turns the tides

For that one moment of Earth-held breath, everything paused
until the next click of the cog when the sea began its return

written by me 4/19/07