Beach became sky

This morning the sky’s gutted and fanned out like the beach,
the clouds ocean foam,
the stars peaking out through the sand,
surprised to find themselves with the left-behind junk of man
and the creatures and the saltwater pods stirring there, too.

The sky’s just like the beach if you look at it right
and the sea stretches the same way too:
see what you want to see and then enter me,
turn your head to the side and you can forget who’s who,
see the ocean in the sky, or the beach in the sea.

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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1 Response to Beach became sky

  1. Pingback: Haiku: BEACH | merlinspielen

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