Where The Wind Blows
Where The Wind Blows
Flightless birds scatter across the sand.
The peppered sky makes itself known.
Innuendos of things unplanned
as the winds cause the dunes to groan.
The many-splendored waves are crashing
to the rise and fall of turquoise tide.
Sea foam gives the shore a good lashing
as sand crabs run to the grasses to hide.
The wind carries on in a mindless fashion
carrying remnants of shells and debris.
While stormclouds shriek on by with a passion.
There's no calm now on the restless sea.
Then quick as it all began it recedes.
The wind dies down and blows away.
Back to the waters the tide now leads;
the end again of a stormy day.
for Gail's contest "Where The Wind Blows"
written May 17th,2013
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