Onetangi Beachscape Poem by Kevin Archer

On the beach in Onetangi Bay,
Dotted forms of humans lie;
Dredging embers from the day;
While dusky sun-streaks make their play,
To leave and herald dawn.

Rolling breakers of foam-tipped force,
Tease the few bathers who chase their course;
Along noisy surf and crashing wall,
Rushing on to meet landfall,
Of wide, firm, sandy beach.

The sun sets lower; blinding, enriching, then deserting the sky;
The sky is bereft; the day is done.