Who is he
That dives deep
For safety
In the phragmites?

With red-tipped wings,
Dipped by the Lord
Long before
Noah placed him in the ark.

That must be why
He likes
To perch by the marsh
And see the boats coast by.

Maybe that's why
Even I like
To sit beside the marsh
And see the sailboats go on by.

It's where I was born and raised.
Where I'll spend my days,
Restless as the waves
And careless as the breeze.

My Chesapeake.
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Wounded

He spoke softly. "Goodbye."
Words echoed across her skin
But did not sink in,
They skipped along the surface
Like a pebble
Across the sea.

He shook his head
And said once more, "Goodbye."
She stood at the shore
And felt the jagged rock
Cut deep into her hand.
And she skipped it.

And she cried.

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