- Post By: Jason Santo
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- Tags: bridge, day19, daylateandabuckshort, edit, home, irispad, newengland, newhampshire, ocean, poem, poetry, portsmouth, portsmouthnh, salty, sea, seaside, sept19, writer, writing
Don’t it impress, that feisty tenacity of the sea’s spray? The salty corrosion of her mineral kiss on land and metal, eroding concrete and steel? She loves to seduce progress, beckoning it ever closer with calm nights alight with starshine and days reflecting sky and sun in the swim of glass pools. It edges closer to her embrace, our willful expansion and trust, and then she bites, winds kicked up and gray towers billowing high in a vulgar display of righteous beauty. Bricks crumble and metal bends green, trembling under her turbulent mood. Pieces shed like youthful beliefs, and she accepts them angrily, but with the promise of returning tranquility, a lease renewed on the banks of her kindness. #irispad #day19 #sept19 #salty #portsmouthnh #portsmouth #newhampshire #sea #seaside #ocean #bridge #newengland #home #poem #poetry #writer #writing #edit #daylateandabuckshort (at Forgiveness)