Morning Fog On The Water

Written by: Joe Murphy

The rules of engagement are 
etched out in time
The fog's holding sway as  the 
sun tries to shine
Through a blanketing smokey 
enveloping shroud
Outmanuevering all access to 
sunshine and clouds

The swells on the water in 
cadence appear
In accordance with luna and 
the time of the year
Drawn skyward they swell as 
they rush to the shore
To crest, foam and crash with 
a frothy white roar

The sun punches through in a 
white shining ball
To the sound of a single 
unseen seagull's call
The sand, sky, and ocean all 
lack clear distinction
Reality fades to a blurred case 
of fiction