Sea Quest II
and i, down again
to gaze, through shaded eyes
at the caps, so brutish white,
that ride the waves,
as so many tawny-hued surfers might,
as the waves rush headlong -
to thrash their might against the shore,
salted wind,
lashing teasingly 'cross my brow
as i strain to gain,
through reflected brilliance
of mid-day sun,
sight of the white, driven sails dancing
the wind upon my azure seas,
yet i, down again
go, day following day,
straining to watch,
assaulting my senses with
sands hot and burning,
beneath soles of feet, light hard against
my eyes, 'til i come to fulfillment.
from When Seas Cap White
(c) 2003 by c a gallagher
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