Its the Cool Season At the Seaside

Today the sea is angry , whipping up the waves in a energetic frenzy The relentlessly pounding waves have eaten deep grooves where once were gentle slopes .Waves slurped back like withdrawn tongues Its also the Soccer season and late night revellers rejuvinate by the sea. Sunlight shines through the transparent blue-green rising curling waves The crashing waves rush forward pushing wave after wave of bubbling froth Frothing with anger leaving trails of froth upon their return to the sea The sand is dusted with wind resembles the rippled sand dune patterns Flocks of seagulls teem gliding above in the chilling wind unperturbed A dog, a cross between a poodle and a golden retriever comes bounding Its long shaggy fringe framing bright eyes and pink panting tongue plays with a mini-fox terrier in season with the ball on the water's edge. The two curious of one another interlace running and wading rythmically the waves crash and pound around them.