Tides

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I have seen tides high and low
and I have seen the people in between,
I have seen beaches rocked and stoned,
while others then were soft and clean,
O, were they sweet!
A tidal fragrance left there,
a reminder of times in between,
I’ve seen the rich, I’ve seen the poor,
I’ve seen the saint, I’ve seen the whore,
I’ve seen them live, I’ve seen them die,
I’ve seen how tides came high and low,
I’ve seen the mists, I’ve seen the rain,
I’ve seen how moons came down to bleed
while suns came back to dry up all this greed,
but never was there any grief
for those who lived here in between,
who with a dying murmur testified
of tidal fragrance left now rocked
and stoned, the blue reminder
of times that came here in between.

(written at bar “Le K’Fé”, July 2013, Mimizan-Plage, France ~ picture taken at Nazaré, Portugal)

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