Amidst A Squall to still one amidst a squall upon one's evened tide steady beacon unfolds beckoned light midst mist spoken words point's...point make...
"Here....." ("A Poet Answers 'The Walker' by Bee") words spoken speak strength strengthen.....will miles walked sand's shores .....rock tumbled tides...
Chapter 2 "Hissssss" "Hissssss............" "Oh..." The Cob awoke with a startle. "Oh My Goodness...Oh My Word. That sound...that eerie, hissy sound...
Pass...#2 Within such spaced time, placed in paced, precious, pause... thought lingers... Senses dwelled...took rest... unaware, separate of a piece...
