Broken Bolder Beach Poem by peter hugo mcclure

Broken Bolder Beach.
　
With a rugged beauty that defies
All those far-off and harried cries
Yet beckons...the Aesthete's eyes.

Woodland girths its scenic surround
Broken by the stream's whispering sound
The crowds...they are not to be found.

Tis just a jaunt along the coast
And is a very resourceful host
That through simplicity...gives the most.

Here to Nature become entwined
In this rare jewel of a find
That is divinely blessed and enshrined.

Going with the Tao to reach
The One who with-out words does teach...
Here on Broken Bolder Beach.