Dusk At the Beach

As a rainbow of the sunset descends and the balmy breeze washes over sand that tickles between toes and carefree hand, I’m in the company of valued friends. The deceptive calm of darkening sea where the cormorants dive for their last meal, the leeward shadows of the rocks turn teal – I would not wish in other place to be. The windsurfers had furled colourful kites. Easterly wind had died down for the day and sharks are out to forage and for play in riptides, lurking out of reach of lights. I lift my eyes to the offing* distant, the aspect of which is ever constant. INSPIRED BY: Sonnet VI, by William Lisle Bowles  Poetic form: BOWLESIAN SONNET *************************************************** *offing: (n) The sea-level horizon is the geographic horizon at sea level. One of the best places to see the sea-level horizon is a beach. The ocean and the sky provide a clean, flat line where the Earth seems to meet the sky. If you’re standing on the beach looking out at the sea the part of the sea that ‘touches’ the horizon is called the 'offing'.