Autumn-Imbued.
Summer is blighted now and as a quieter air
takes control strolls become autumn-imbued.
I follow the lead of late afternoon, basking
in glassy-topped sheen of meandering tide
that windless creeps up the now crowdless
shore while I while an hour away, walking
the adder-striped chocolate ridged ground,
wading through shallows of sea\'s ebb-line
sand lakes feeling like basins of gold water
tickling my toes in ripples ocean-smoothed.
August tho\' bating leaves days for exploring
mellower pleasure of solo beach afternoons.