November Beach

Snow flung haphazardly across the sandy beach,

bare trees wave slightly, unable to

 really catch the winter wind.

Giant white lifeguard chairs

watch long winding stripes of orange fencing

valiantly try to stop the march of sand.

Wind pushes aggressively inward.

Sleeping grasses and skeletons of small plants,

nod stiffly against the cold.

Rows of lonely boat racks,

beach buildings boarded up against the storms,

feel round for walking life.

And the soothing sounds of waves still rolling in,

  tumbling smoothly each on each,

    white foam rising, disappears,

as if


         is changing.

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