Look what the tides bring!

Look what the tides bring! 

"Look what the tides bring ashore: 

drifting weeds and tools of human toil,

 and The Good Life's waste and spoil,

             on the other side of human nature." avr  

Dr Abe V Rotor

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Beach erosion and siltation

  

Sand dune down the sea into a shoal,

     a mudflat as soft as quicksand;

brown after rain, grey in summer sun,

    rolling with the tide like a ball.  

Beer bottle rolling with the wave and tide.

It is like lullaby rolling back and forth;

     who cares, not even its owner -

Big Brother seemingly blind and deaf,

     living off on his small brother.  

Beer can strewn on the beach 

Among footprints in the sand a victim,

     crushed in promenade and fun;

once loved and served with great esteem 

    awaits a kindhearted man.  

The sea is still at its ebb

The sea is quiet in its ebb, but laughter

     on its lapping and hissing shore;

drifting weeds  and tools of human toil

    remind me of human nature.  

Garment washed on the beach

Whose garment this is, I may not know,

     it reminds me of a holy man though;

stripped and condemned to die, and lo!

     I find Him here where the tide is low.  ~

NOTE: Photos taken by the author with Sony Cybershot
digital camera, at Morong, Bataan, April 25, 2014