Moss Landing in Moonlight
Pink and orange fade as autumn sun melts,
slides out of sight into chilled, inky ocean.
Fishing fleets coil, retrieve tensile lines,
ice their catch, silently return to safe harbor.
Otters and harbor seals vanish, replaced
by sunburnt, half-drunken beachcombers.
Full moon balloons above Elkhorn Slough,
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