The smell of fennel--
bees walk on yellow flowers,
smelling ocean air.
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Weeds and flowers,
wild fennel and iceplant--
occasional butterflies.
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Gulls cry a lot.
Summer's last hurrah--
Maybe they're hot.
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Peaceful walk--
except for the pebble
in my shoe.
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The ocean's edge
smells of weed and pee.
People sure fuck things up.
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Shimmering sea,
Indian Summer sun beats down--
a grebe floats alone.
