DAILY PHOTO: Hualien from the Mountains

Choppy Shore [Haiku]

waves crash ashore,
churning waves to foam,
 white coastal frill.

Stormy Shore [Haiku]

waves hit rocky shore
and spout a geyser that rains
like a mini squall.

DAILY PHOTO: Ha Long Sunrise

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DAILY PHOTO: Sunset over the Bay of Bengal.

Melting Stone [Free Verse]

Upon the ocean shore,
   there is a rock:
   hard,
   black,
   porous,
   volcanic.

Gentle seas send ripples
   against its base.

Stormy seas send waves
   to relentlessly batter it,
   crashing over its top.

Both the lapping waves
   and the crashing waves
   cart away parts of the rock --
   one unit of grit at a time.

The lapping waves need patience;
  the crashing waves need energy,
    but they both insist a tax be paid
     for their labors.

Just looking at the rock,
 one can tell it was once different:
    bigger,
    its pores filled
        with other rock -- softer rock,
  rock that the sea long ago turned
    into sandy bottoms and beaches.

The rock is dissolving like an ice cube,
  except in geologic time. 

Summer Seas [Haiku]

summer sunlight 
 sparkles on the sea;
  a boat rocks idly

DAILY PHOTO: Uluwatu Shore

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Surf [Free Verse]

so much power
 in a lazy rolling wave
  as it tips into a tube.

a column of
 weighty water
  piledrives:

pressing one down &
 holding one in a 
  back-shaped divot 
  on the sandy bottom,

a forced pour 
 onto face and chest,

flowing & rolling
 over both sides with 
   such easy skill
    as to negate a 
      frantic, thrashing
       attempt to roll free.