Kilmore Quay Beach
17th March 2018
The horse trails, the evidence.
A solitary soul, the witness.
The harsh wind reports, the sea steals away the sand,
Revealing the precious stones; red, gold, and black.
The retreating waves leave their remarks,
Dark seaweed revealed.
Rippled water washes away, taken by the waves of time.
Ciaran Burke
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