The Beach at Rockaway

The Atlantic Ocean swells

Poised to rise and dip to slap the shore, drift

Stepping back again and again to the mercy of the moon

Ruffling, speeding, taking in sand, cracking shells

Forever forming white

Sun stabbed ocean blindly shining bright

Wide, deep

Beauty to kill

Standing on a cliff ears echo

In the distance one lone sole lying on the beach

Row on row of puckered rims lapping the shore

Blazing sun, glistening burning on water

Ocean, a fire gushing

Seagulls sing far from daffodils

And I linger on the beach as the sun sets

By Vincent J. Tomeo

Blog: vincentjtomeo.com

*East End Elements, Suffolk Community College, 2017

*De la Mancha, May 2017, San Francisco, CA