Calm Before a Storm

March 14, 2008
a drunken breeze sweeps over me
I lounge along the beach
thoughts turn in my head,
over and over and over
like currents in the sea.
the sand between my toes,
feels like eternity.
all those tiny rocks in one place…
the tide gets higher
the ocean tickles my toes
with wet fingers
the wind starts to sing a song
a melancholy tune
I hum along to myself
and say goodbye to the afternoon
the sun meets the sea
and glows a cheery tangerine
I have always loved
the calm before a storm

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback