Churning Seas [Haiku]

beach detritus
dragged ashore
by churning seas.

Foul Wind [Lyric]

Trees are wagging,
Whipping, and waving
That were still but
A moment ago.
Dark clouds snuck in
With pattering rain,
But, oh, how those
Foul winds do blow!

DAILY PHOTO: View from a Cliff, Yehliu

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High Seas [Free Verse]

Rolling boat
on roiling seas:
heaving and creaking
&
pitching and listing --
Decks shifting between
untenable states,
Crew tying in,
tethering to what might
become the anchor around
their collective necks,
pulling them all to the depths -
'til the last bubble spills
upward from a nostril.

Winter Shore [Haiku]

stormy winter day:
seafoam sizzles, its sound lost
to wind and waves.

Harbor Watch [Haiku]

a shrine watches
over a calm harbor as
storm winds buffet.

Quiet Harbor [Haiku]

a quiet harbor
keeps choppy seas at bay,
 but all boats are out.

Choppy Shore [Haiku]

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

DAILY PHOTO: Rocky Shore, Yehliu

Summer Storms [Haiku]

Summer beach day;
 swollen clouds slog nearer:
  mass exodus.