Member Rara Avis
Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass
Corona Del Mar
The land and sea are lovers here below the flowered bluff,
Nestled in a quiet curve of beach just for themselves,
Palms all standing sinuous and tall amid the blossoms,
Seeking up and up toward a softening cirrus sky.
Here a jetty, long and and solid, plunges deep
In motionless abandon until it can reach no more.
A wave lifts up to join it now, kissing wet just at the tip,
Slowly moves along the length, grows steeper, urgent,
Turning in onto the rock in growing strength until it reaches
Upward to a rising fall, a rush of turning foam, and silent,
Silent, spends itself, a surge of soothing pearl, into the sand.
[This message has been edited by Ratleader (04-04-2003 01:52 AM).]