ebb tide
sandpipers skitter
across her ashes
Jerry Kilbride
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Firm, glowing skin
A poet’s trip
To the water
At the place
Where the mountain
Might have been
Had there been a mountain
So close to the sea
Where your name flowered
For one day, to live on
Until and beyond this day
Not yet time for ashes
Or to make that final journey
In search of
The poem’s hidden treasure
Where youth and antiquity
Become one
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