By BernardYoung


It is hard to believe
that this sea can be rough.
The sun rose above it today.

And the obliging wind
sucked in its cheeks
and went away.

It was only days (not weeks)
ago that a storm lifted roofs
and brought chimneys down.

You wouldn’t think that could be so
if you left the beach, now,
and strolled through the quiet town.

Like a river

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