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David Brinkman-

crashing waves and pounding surf
hum hypnotic regularity
lull to sleep or Siren’s death
depending proximity

he stands alone with steely gaze
on hope-filled dreams before
oh the wonder! joy! and awe!
impending naivety

he does not know nor can he know
for crashing waves betray
the past that’s gone, the future yet
the ocean sings today

now sing my son! for death has died!
forgive, and love! be free!
at water’s edge, the dream is peace
hear Siren’s lullaby.

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