Edge of the Water – Eclectic Corner #9

The edge of the water

coming right up

Can’t see where it starts

Was there a mess up?

 

The water retreated

The certainly heated

And I found there

Was nothing like here

 

In my memories

Where I can do as I please

I find that the beach

Is well within reach

 

Instead I have found

There is more sand that abounds

And there is nothing to see

As the water retreats.

 

image: martha0stout’s phone, Great Salt Lake, Utah

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This poem was inspired by Eclectic Corner #9:  Edge. The picture is from the Great Salt Lake, Utah where we’ve had a very dry last few years even for our desert home. The lake’s been retreating for a while.