Tag: Nature

On rocky beaches boulders stand and shingle clatters down the age old slope,

the arched waves hunch their shoulders, fall, and shingle shatters once again to land

beneath tremendous roaring swell to drag them tumbling back without a hope,

and far away the pouring spray is heard, and rumbling breakers on the sand.

Note on this poem; this was actually one stanza I remember of a larger poem which I wrote over 25 years ago, but I find it also works as a poem in its own right. If I locate the written copies of my older poems in future, I may publish the full version of the poem.