Sunset at Norton Point

Photo by Nik Shuliahin on Unsplash

The pipers in their red boots
know how to work the sand.

Their little heads riffling
tiny crabs and hidden fleas,

sensing when to scurry back,
as green waves

erase their presence from
a single rising seal

and a watching moon, both fat,
round, and disappearing.

© Trapper Markelz 2020

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