Sea swept dwellers

This is the first poem I wrote that was inspired by living next to the Pacific Ocean.  I spent over 4 years living on the Oregon Coast in Coos Bay, a mercurial place of remarkable beauty and misty mystery.  Now, I have moved inland to Corvallis, but my thoughts often return like the tide to the true shore of my drifting soul.  I hope everyone is having a wonderful day wherever you reside.  Remember to take a break and breathe in the brief moments around you that Nature affords.  


Seagulls stall,

heads down, tail feathers

turned to slap the wind,

feet firmly grounded 

on several sturdy piers.


Waves shake sand and rock

both wet enough to stick it out.


Rain runs clear through veins

once hidden under earthen glaze.


Sea foam and drift debris linger,

lost but together, treasures traded 

in current currency.


Light sparkles off the water,

the sun a gleaming gem set atop the shore,

polished in the wake of a salty winter storm.

About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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