dark gray sea tosses
lines of white caps
defining wave and sky
as thunder rumbles
gentle rain still falls
hardest passed on
sands now brown
mud comes visiting
and through the gloom
brightness flashes
children laugh and smile
dancing barefoot
white teeth gleaming
like the caps of the waves
showing the darkness
it has no power here
The white caps, foreshadowing the children's teeth...very nice. The callback to the waves is how you put it, but...I don't know which it is.
ReplyDeleteYou managed to write about dancing in the rain and mud and teeth as well. Good job!
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