Turtles

By the light of a blue moon
water rising in tides of blues and grays
white caps on the waves
and a turtle nest showing signs of life
at first only one tiny flipper emerging from the sand
we wait nearly 2 hours and it waves at us
then another head emerges
sand in his eyes like a sleepy child
and then the moment we had waited for
flippers, legs, heads and a sudden surge
48 sibling loggerhead babies
boiling to the surface
headed down our man made trench
we named it the great wall of Ocean Isle Beach
their tiny tracks and glistening shells
hurry, hurry hear the ocean calling them home