Sunset on Newport BeachYou walk the shoreline of a strange, rocky sea,
flotsam of storms and rocky coasts,
broken against the outlying outcroppings
of stone, half underneath the surface,
sure as sin, and just as deadly,
broken, but not destroyed, made instead
into something softer, like driftwood
or river stones, a thing of weatherworm beauty,
able to appreciate the peace of this moment
in a way others, less storm tossed, less broken,
can not.
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The picture was taken in Newport Beach, Rhode Island. You can click on it for a larger version.
Tom
2 comments:
Hi Tom,
Yes, to appreciate the peacefulness we have to know unrest.
Dear Tom: The rocky "outcroppings" are a danger, but when understood, the strength comes from this knowledge. A seasoned poet well worth his sea-salt! Love poems about the sea! Thank-you!
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