• Tricia D. Wagner

#39 I Live Not by the Water

I live not by the water

but by a rushing wood

whose gales make wave in treeish haze

alight with newborn bud.

The creeper and the wren make hay

with incandescent melody

a match to glittered rolling waves -

the breathing of the distant sea.

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