Rolling crashing waves
Threatening colors stain the sky
Beach before the storm
Sunday
Amanda runs fast
Eyes sparkling and arms pumping
Racing the waves
Claire shoveling sand,
Collecting shells, jumping waves,
Always on the move
Monday
Like a graceful gull
Spirit soars upon the wind.
Sea and self converge.
Tuesday
Early morning calm
Holding promise for the day.
Promises fulfilled.
Wednesday
We're dolphin hunting
Cruising down Cotton Bayou
Hoping for a glimpse.
Thursday
Still the heron waits,
Watching, anticipating movement.
The sea will provide
Friday
The redfish are running,
Glinting gold in deep blue-green,
Darting, turning, dive.
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