How's the Desert?

salt spray lingers in on shore wind shivers threaten in late summer sun wet sand sinks to cool hot soles as toes tingle in filling holes sea grass swirls in tidal current brushstrokes crosshatching in three dimensional canvas a half shell flickers in refracted sunlight rainbow flashes tease a hungry scup To dart away in discontent The jetty glistens in green slime while the rocks in their white dryness spatter with drops from passing wakes gulls wheel and dance intricate loops effortlessly filling the misty air flying in every direction without touching each other One stands on the highest spot Looking bored and above all this activity an occasional cloud forms to drift whitely before dissipating in summer heat All of this and none of this happened in the lazy mind of one ethereal poet to entertain another for the joy