As tides roll in to greet the shore
what will they sweep from ocean's floor
that I might find in shifting sands
to hold with wonder in my hands as I explore?
What treasures might strong waves set free,
my chance to share the mystery
that hides neath waters vast and deep,
such secrets has the sea to keep, but not from me.
Will I a chambered nautilus find,
a crab within its shell confined,
a seahorse with a spiny back,
who raced the water's endless track, now left behind?
No matter what today's array,
soon tides will wash these gifts away,
till morrow's tide reveals a prize
more dazzling, laid before my eyes, on rich display.
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Author Notes
The florette is a poem comprised of two or more quatrains with a syllable count of 8/8/8/12. The aaba rhyme scheme comes with a twist. At syllable 8 of the final, longer line, there is an internal rhyme that rhymes with the b line preceding it.
Nautilus is pronounced with two syllables here.
"Neath" is a word in its own right, listed separately in dictionaries, and does not require an apostrophe before it as a shortening of "beneath."
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