Husband
Sky, sea and sand scumble-tumble alongside one another
Coupling in monotone greys
Mist and drizzle puddle all edges
Black seaweed blots the beach
Untidy Rorschach blobs.
People, wavery, indistinct,
Move slowly along the shore.
A man, slower than the rest,
One who avoids treacherous sand
Raises his arm.
I wave back.
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