SharonB
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I am a retiree living in northern Virginia who loves words. Always have.

Joined: September 2021 Last seen: 3 months ago

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Low Tide Today, as I walk along the seashore, it appears ashen, An impenetrable grey. A pallor, like fine sand, covers the shells at low tide. Everywhere I see carnage, Bleached skeletons of once magnificent sea creatures, Decayed wood, blackened... – *by Sharon Bartshe*	15 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Today, as I walk along the seashore, it appears ashen,
An impenetrable grey.
A pallor, like fine sand, covers the shells at low tide.
Everywhere I see carnage,
Bleached skeletons of once magnificent sea creatures,
Decayed wood, blackened...

– by Sharon Bartshe

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