Seaside Days

There are rivers that surge and flow
miles below this comatose surface.

For now the waves break sluggishly
while children splash and play
in shallows where wavelets
stroke and tickle their toes.

Offshore the breeze has more energy.
Agile wind surfers capture the promise
of motion in their bellying sails.

A summer afternoon.
The angry spirits dream of mayhem,
In darker seasons they will ride
the ferocity of storms.