lapping the shore over shells and driftwood pooling upon and into caves of dampened rocks cliffs above steep straight angles and rough edges glimpsing down and over falls of musty tide tangle then float like tentacles of sea weed parting resembled gentle hair of water nymph splashing currents undertow and the heart wake sparkling glisten subtle shine of notice
/Sweet Debi sounds alot like my own Nova Scotia coastline that you are describing and the love for your ocean is as strong as mine is no doubt. How could anyone not live by the sea?
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Thanks for sharing
Love & Peace ........william
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Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Felix
Very gentle and soothing write. The sea always seems to do that for me.