The Beach At Acheron Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

The Beach At Acheron

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The ship lay a hundred yards offshore
gently rocking to starboard
in rolling swells

Shining black sand on the beach
shards of mica glittering
in afternoon sun

dark shrubs scattered
on a rockstrewn hillside
trees twisted and gnarled
hover on the ridge

odor of cordite
and a barking dog
just out of range
a single raven
circling overhead

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