Intertidal Meanders

Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, Massachusetts   

Low tide opens up the whole world of usually unseen.

Barnacles, ingrained with the rocks, multitude of them, closed in their shells.
 When the high tide comes,
   they open their doorways, and join the outside world.

Snails know where they are,
  with the house which is closed during low tide.

Living on the rocks with the water swaying back and forth makes the solid house a godsend.
   Open it up when drowned and close it when drained.
 
  Quite the opposite from what I would do... 

High Tide

Crane Estate, Ipswich, Massachusetts   

Special to be at this place and feel the ocean tides,
  the celestial potency and the rhythmic motions of the outer world.

Today is HIGH, HIGH tide,
  because the Sun and the Moon are aligned and they push and pull together.
    ALL in water,
  so much so that there will be no access to the beach for a few hours.
 
    And I am here,
  amidst this overflow, with the Sun and the Moon keeping me from leaving... 

The World Revealed

 from Jeremy Point along the beach, Cape Cod, Massachusetts

Just one soft step into the low tide world, a wonder, a sense of seeing unseen.

 Playful forms and colors, living on both ends,
     sweeping surfaces trailing behind the ocean,
 
   and sandy shoals showing their faces.
 
 The time to be HERE...

Low Tide

Jeremy Point, Cape Cod, Massachusetts

Glossy sand, in streams and puddles, and the life left behind.
  The sea has reached the low point. 

Tracing the Ocean

Crane Beach, Massachusetts

Low tide is at 11AM, just about the time we will be here...
  ... when the ocean flows away, leaving the sand sculpted in his own image...
    ... the dynamics of undulations, waves and ripples, it is all HERE...
 
    ... in this fabled world...