Coastal road that leads to nowhere
On the face of foreboding boulders,
Rugged cliffs overlooking the bay,
Narrow lane reaching out to the sea;
In this side road that’s meant to last
Cars limp by, flirting with the dust;
Here I'm home again by the seaside,
Enthralled by the waves and the tide.
Categories:
corniche, imagination, life, nature, places,
Form: Acrostic