oceans away
Distant storms
spitting bolts of fire
unleash celestial fury
in monsterous waves
to dwarf the mightiest vessels
thrown like childrens toys
in a dance with death...
as the beacon of the ancients
each lighthouse, beaming
like familiar faces
calling sailors home
lazy days spent
on sand and surf
to fish, for fun,
working the earth
to harvest wealth
or just for the love...
sun blazing in reflection
sparking in rainbow colors
revealing, in its many faces
so many shaped by winds
each step calling in echoes
down from the clouds
in falling, driving pulsations
broken pieces, in ripples unfurled...
even as tides answer moons call...
water surface with ice skins
leading mountains of ice
march to the sea,
breaking away...
falling, thunderous roars
churning waves which echo in refrain
its sunlit waters,
forever ...dancing in the light
by day or night,
kissed frequently by rain storm
swirling winds circle, rain falls...
tropical storms far driven north
may beget icy gales
casting off rotational vortices
which may become the occaisional
seasonal hurricane
 
 
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