Violent approach,
The beaches shudder in fear,
Shore birds go to their place to hide,
Mans world readies itself for a windy ride…
Erosion personified,
Taking back what Nature has previously given,
To the gods does a storm only confide,
The beaches do in the end take it all in stride…
Cleanup by man made machines,
The beaches by Nature are nice and clean,
But man has to put in his two bits,
In the end, the storm uses up its supply of natural caffeine…
© ed ~ 4/14/07
Ron
Very good write
Thanks
Dan
Love,
CJ
Those that got the brunt on high sea aren't saying thank-you.
From an old salty one.
Georg
Light and Wisdom ...
A very good poem, by the way!
Nightmares are a reality sometimes!!
Love Tinka
Eileen