Faux Ocean [Haiku]

clouds in the valley
look like water at the shore
on a gorgeous day

A One-Drop Ocean, Briefly [Tanka]

waves smash onto rock.
fountain spurts arc skyward.
one droplet hangs
for an instant, flips & drops,
reuniting with its sea.

Rocky Shoal [Haiku]

like dragon spine,
a rocky shoal lies offshore,
by night, a figment

DAILY PHOTO: Beautiful Sea View, Unexploited

Taken on Isla Mujeres, Mexico in 2010

Pale Blue [Haiku]

pale skies stretch 
across the great beyond,
dwarfing an angler

Kanyakumari Limerick

There was an old lady from Kanyakumari
who one day tripped on the hem of her sari.
She fell into the sea,
but said, "Please leave me be.
I've long wished to know the world beyond Kanyakumari."

Moon Flare [Haiku]

dark beach night
the moon burns bright
over calm waters

Sea Gate [Free Verse]

The gate faced the sea.

It seemed like
a strange place
for a gate.

The sea spray
of crashing waves
flew up to douse
those who passed through.

Which way was in?

Which way was out?

And then I accepted 
that "in" & "out"
were meaningless constructs, 
and that it was a portal
between infinities.

The Churn [Free Verse]

On the shore
of angry seas

I hear the crash
of foamy waves,

but miss the 
crisp sudsy sizzle
that one hears
on a sunny summer day.

That nuanced note
is lost to the Churn

Horse Latitudes [Sonnet]

I scoured vast seas in search of wisdom lost.
It happened when they made me walk the plank,
like scuttled wreckage, sunk sans thought of cost,
as I began to rise, my treasure sank.
I bobbed in seas that each way looked the same.
How could I find my way back to that spot
carried by currents dastardly untamed,
and found days later by a ragged yacht.
And so I drift upon the choppy seas,
and hope for winds to steer me on my course,
but mostly there's not even a slight breeze,
and I'm stuck in ghost screams of a dumped horse.

I hope one day to regain my attitude,
but not stuck down in these damned horse latitudes.