At Ballito The Sea Smashed At The Cliff (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

To and thro the raging blue sea did flow
at Ballito smashing at the cliff grimly,
the moon on the sea reflected dimly
as white the beach stretched out down below.

We walked, looked and did little talk,
the sea bashed a rock with a wrapping,
in the night a shark did a dolphin stalk,
the silver water were seething lapping,

in the distance the sea was darkening,
and on that holiday you loved me
a ship with lights aglow was a small thing,
it felt if our love would forever be,

the beaches seemed by mortal man un-trod
in that sea-view was the presence of God.
© Gert Strydom