Deserted shores.. pale, bleak.
Far flung horizons obscured
in rolling mists
as majestic waves
thunder in tumultuous grandeur
heaving deep cold colours
capped with frothing sprays that
pound in relentless gallant passion
Bitter winds
suspending seafaring gulls
in silenced cries of static flight
to bide the currents of time
Tantalising, rapturous blasts of air
chill to the core
as energy surges unharnessed
in answer to the plea
of untamed ecstasy







Really, an amazing write...





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