COASTRHYMES: Attaining littoral awareness

	Crisp, salty air blows bolder fr
	Om places where cool streams of of aq
	Amarine glide past fragments of
	Sand coral rise where
	Throngs of fish swim past jagged chasms as voices f
	Rom the deep echo faintly w
	Hile brisk winds whisk
	Yes, we are but froth
	Molded from water, winder, and land and app
	Earing for but an instant before merging into
	Sea again.


Lis:    (glancing at a digital poem with a faint sneer) Only old people can appreciate 
        this sort of poem. It reminds me of some flotsam strewn on the beaches of time.

Linda:  (shaking her head) I don't see the point of the words. The photo is a complete 
        work of art on its own. The poem only dilutes it.

Ron:    (calmly, a philosophical glint in his eye) Wouldn't the background be better 
        without either? Just the emptiness of the background, a blank screen is fine. 
        Isn't a perfect space for reflection, a pure meditation?

Lis:    (slapping the table in frustration) Argh! You're right, but I hate that you're right! 
        It's like our intellectual observations are spot-on, but our spirits are still 
        locked in a negative mindset. Dang!

Lex:    (leaning forward, his voice a low, knowing murmur) Then change the game. 
        Don't be defined by the role you're playing. To be truly alive, you have to 
        move beyond the confines of your own game set. Don't get stuck by your role. 
        Are you afraid of really living outside of conventional scripts?


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from _Last Poems: Lost Poems_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: An acrostic ode to marine consciousness and conversation about negative mind sets.
KEYWORDS: littoral awareness, oceanic consciousness, criticism, complaining games

Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955 - )
Begun: 1994 in Maui, Hawaii ✠ Finished: 2025 in Shizuoka, Japan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}}  

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