Too many cups of tea
in the afternoon
just to taste something
other than plain water
to wet this dry gargle
Tired is sneaking
around my corners
lapping at my beaches
I can be gritty when
I'm not wearing shoes
Offenbach dance music
water sprites of the Rhine
through the glass wires
of the new age
with no water sprites
Sand has brought me music
to the edge of my beach
where a plane of water
stretches before me
mirrors drip with music
Barry G. Wick
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