Poem Category: Beach

Spear fishing
the darkness in the cave
with just bones.

Sauntering past
sidelong eyes
on her lime bikini.

immense starlight ‘
my Zodiac turns
forgetting me.

On the beach
trying to imagine death …
jabbering sea gulls.

At last
a wave drawn to the beach
white with moon.

Grey beach
a white moth blown past me
into the rain.

Along the stormy beach
we often walk
waves retching their seaweed out.

Staring out
the waves fizzle in
as moonlight.

Bobbing here or there
along the shore
the whiskey bottle.

Sunrise beach
the strut of gulls
printing the first few tracks.