Last glories
Splash of foamy white
in swells of glee
the upsurge carries
squeals, raised in sigh
the breaker marks
the moment dissolves
into squishy fun
as longing for recurrence
stirs in, swish and spray
a leap, careless sop
and eyes close
bracing for the
Next
Rush.
Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Wednesday, September 5, 2018.
Image: Photo taken by P.A. Moore (I. Tubbs).
oh so refreshing!
Oh to be young and carefree.