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Ocean
Waves brush the ocean’s face
Gently kissing away each spray
Cast over sand dunes where
Each grain waits its turn to
Fall closer to water’s edge.
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Ocean rise up! Sing in booming voice
To infant waves maturing
To swishing plumps of sea
Lolling in the sands’ embrace,
Swallowed without a trace.
⏩ Frankie Quinn is a former republican prisoner who is now a community activist. He is the author of Open Gates, a book of poetry.
Keep going Frankie - have enjoyed all of these so far
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