It’s Their Choice. Poetry

sea oats bob and a dragonfly alights

from its patrol seeking mosquitos

a lizard slithers giving her shivers

its blue tail obvious among green blades

pelicans V overhead or skim crests of foam

it’s their choice

grackles raucous in their preening and announcing

strident and spiteful against us all

until they’re tossed a morsel

and the sea oats bob still

ignoring the displays

standing tall on dunes

where the view is perfection

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