Morning light hits Spartina stems
Tide pulls back on rhizome gems
Root systems drink the brackish brew
Patience waits for morning dew
Nitrogen fixes in the silt
No hurry here no shame no guilt
Empty dock holds no return
Herring bones where barnacles burn
We count the rings in water's grain
Salt and loam share one domain
Swing drags heavy at seventy-one
Dawn resolves what night begun
Net hangs slack on creosote piling
Diesel fades with no compiling
Gull cries stitch the grey horizon
Hook rests quiet no compromisin'
Rope coils deep in brine-soaked hold
Stories told but never sold
Quercus virginiana shades the slip
Acorn caps on fiberglass dip
Mycorrhizae thread through rotting pier
Life persists when structure disappears
Chlorophyll reads the rising lux
Carbon captured no need to rush
Empty dock holds no return
Herring bones where barnacles burn
We count the rings in water's grain
Salt and loam share one domain
Swing drags heavy at seventy-one
Dawn resolves what night begun
Tide turns slow at seventy-one
Swing feel drags behind the sun
No chorus comes to save the hook
Just root and rope in morning's look
Wurlitzer bleeds through plate reverb tail
Analog warmth will not fail
Thermos steam writes on the glass
Waiting out the incoming mass
No catch today no market call
Just sit and breathe and watch it all
Hofner bass walks the bottom line
Groove sits deep in borrowed time
Empty dock holds no return
Herring bones where barnacles burn
We count the rings in water's grain
Salt and loam share one domain
Swing drags heavy at seventy-one
Dawn resolves what night begun
Salt and loam share one domain
Root holds fast line goes slack
Dawn breaks slow we don't look back
Spartina sways the ferry's late
Perfect rhythm perfect wait