The Sea at NightA Poem by Heidi Fry
I always forget how
the sea acts at night. It is not calm, nor peaceful. It is violent, and swells in moonlight. The salty air turns brittle, my tangled hair. It is colder here, than just five miles in. And so dark.
© 2017 Heidi FryAuthor's Note
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