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once were gentle slopes .Waves slurped back like withdrawn tongues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.
Copyright © Mariana Pavlich | Year Posted 2006
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