Wed., January 27, 2010, 8AM

Ribbon of blue
Frosts like cake
Across the ridge
Above the lake

The tide is in
Full monty
Cormorants float
A ducky jaunty

Debris strewn
Bo streets
Storms subside
Folks greet

Shorebirds sit
Drowning in the din
On Stinson spit
Playin’ grab-ass in the wind

Terns are turnin’
Into the hue
Of scattered clouds breakin’
And that ribbon of blue

-Right here today on the Bo Bay

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