fierce wind whipped my hair across
face stinging the corner of my eye
making it tear
squinting, i decided to leave the beach
as wind pelted my skin with sand each
gust feeling like bee stings
my friendly ocean was fuming, sea storms
are exciting, but ferocious wind, changes
everything temperature,colors,atmosphere
the waters churning,turning dirty brown
mimicked a lovers quarrel,with the
angry sky shouting at the blustering sea
a gale stirring all into a frenzy
hardly able to catch my breath, forced
to take cover, i hurried to the boardwalk
cafe, before the clouds burst, to watch the
storm play out
soon the heavens opened spouting laser like
lightning, and rapacious rain,while i calmly
sipped my rumcafeo, watching day turn into
night, with a contented smile
etw-2008
:-)
Ron
Scripted with breathtaking precision . . . powerful!
Hugs,
Lance
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
PS Don't talk to strangers in that Boardwalk Cafe; Undercover Jersey Ed is on the prowl!
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Now there is the sixtifour dollars question, what did you said to it, to the seas to make it so mad? because it wasn'st just walking on the beach, you said something under your breath thinking nobody would hear and then WHAM! the seas did.
Next time order one for me too.
Georg
Edwin