Low Tide

The thing about low tide is
that it rises.
But only if you stay long enough.

About this poem

This picture was taken at the salt marshes near Provincetown, Mass.

If you have ever come through a rough time to something better (and most of us have!), then this poem is about you. Also about tides. Poetry is rarely about one thing. Even when I want it to be.

Be well. Make good choices,

Tom