It’s low tide at Ocracoke
The beach is wide and quiet
The sand is smooth and undisturbed
In the early morning light
The sky is clear and blue above
In the east, the risen sun
It’s low tide at Ocracoke
And a new day has begun
It’s quiet down on Ocracoke
Except the tumbling waves
Rolling onto the sandy shore
Keeping time through the lazy days
I’m heading down to Ocracoke
A place of time and tide
At low tide on Ocracoke
I’ll be by the ocean side.
(C) James L Frady
April 23, 2022
Down to the Ocean
Lost in time.
Down to the seaside
And peace sublime.
Down to the salty
and Sandy sea
Down on the outer banks
You’ll find me.
Down to the ocean
Where the sea breeze blows
Down to the shoreline
Where tides ebb and flow
Down on the beach
Beside the endless sea
Drifting in my dreams
You’ll find me.
Down to the ocean
I can hear the call
Down where the waves
Take me away from it all
Toes in the sand
Is where I’ll be
Down by Ocracoke
You’ll find me.
(C) James L Frady
April 23, 2022
The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke
Wave after wave comes in.
Soft green water mounting swells
That break on the sand and then,
Rush back down to meet the next
Sea green foamy wave.
The tide rolls in at Ocracoke
Day after peaceful day.
The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke.
The rhythm of the waves unceasing.
From creation’s dawn till the end of time,
They mark the passing seasons.
Booming waves break white as snow,
Just beyond the sand bars.
The tide rolls in at Ocracoke
Beneath the sun and stars.
The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke,
Then it will roll out again;
Flowing in waves crashing or soft
A cycle that never ends.
Time is lost in the rhythmic sound
Of the ever-tossing sea.
The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke
I hear it calling to me.
(C) James L. Frady
April 22, 2022
