Of the shoreline
With the mist
And the clouds
An ocean of calm
Like a breath
And a sigh
And yet
I miss the sea
An urban inlet
Is not a wide sandy beach
On a limitless sea
With breakers vaulting salt spray
Into the atmosphere
Clouds whispering
Breathe in the air
My body sings
With the beauty
Of existence
The beach
Sunshine and sand
Wind and waves
Blankets and bikinis
Children and sand castles
Umbrellas and Ray Bans
Chesterman
Not quite
Such a beach
Black rock
Ensconced
Wind whistles
White capped crests
Sea slashed shore
Lacerated stone
Red cap warns
The clouds
A battery of waves
Roll across the sky
I lose myself
In the rumbling hiss
Of wind and white water
Taste the salty air
On my lips
Breathing deeply
Foamy leading edge
Losing momentum
Energy fading
It hangs
Still
Just
A moment
Though I flinch
In a fusillade
Of wind and rain
I stay on deck
Deep breath