Montaulk Point

Montauk Point Ridge sides slope amidst the ancient seas grass sown seed from storm winded shores lighthouse beacons light the shores laden seaweeds on ragged rocks meet the crashing seas driftwood grey smoothed lines in withered age lay barren on sheltered coves Ochre sand dunes Waves of gold green beach grass sway against the winded tides sand pipers dance on rushing surf and leave their footprints on moistened sand amidst nesting shells do perch where sea sand meets the rhythm of the tides The morning break and nights that fall upon the earthly shores lights of misted spray of ocean winds that wake the day eons of ages through forces of time spontaneous movement it rides have shaped its shores through storms and ebbs and flows of time Where ripples wash and spray it clean the lineless lines castaway in the sediments of endless days the chorus sounds to life bubbling froths from shinning rocks multitude mosaics of algae left by tide The sound of rhythms of breaking waves the silent voice of whispering beach grass on the wind the smells of briny salt and wildflower air that wakes the senses Pristine clean fresh alive draws us back to where all began seagulls wail and tremble in the air through wind that moves like breath Looking out seaward bound blue gray leviathans breed amidst the blue green sea water gushes from their spouts and belly flops in cheerful play on a summers day - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11781468-Montaulk-Point-by-Ronald-Tirino#sthash.6Eq4uwRt.dpuf