Whitecaps splash against
Charcoal colored rocks that
Lie in scattered clumps
Hugging the summer shoreline,
Leaving white frothy foam
That quickly disappears as
Steadfast rocks prepare for
Their next embrace.
The ocean is calm today
And my thoughts drift
Through azure skies
To mingle with the clouds.
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