Sea Beast

After an early morning journey by sea,

for days I searched for a description

as even a camera

wouldn’t have captured that image.

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The sea was a dark tough skin,

texture of leather.

I was trying to remember where I had seen anything like it.

so unblemished, so alive and rippling,

its folds and creases clean and new.

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An awful animal,

a vast living surface,

healing immediately,

leaving no trace

of the passing ferry.

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Alone in my kayak the fear would be real

but on the ferry I was safe

and would arrive on time

for another day.