First Timers
a dark blue horizon line
arcs north to south
seemingly appears straight
separating water from sky
a faded light blue chambray
ugly army green water
washing up along the shore
sea gulls riding swells
sunning as they relax - wings
that flapped a million times,
a fixture of the salty life
apart from the sand between toes,
undistinguishable are the clouds
washing across the blue sky
one and the same appearing,
polarizing lenses alter reality
in a piece meal fashion,
making whites look whiter
in the foam preceding water,
disappearing into wet sand
permitting only photographic
memories taken away by
all those novice first timers.
September 15, 2025
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