The Gulf Of Mexico - Poem by Juan Olivarez
The Gulf of Mexico, a beautiful sight,
as it breathes on me, in the dawns grey light.
Blue grey water far as the sky,
merging together where all sea-birds fly.
On South Padre island we gaze to the east,
we stand on the beach at the end of our quest.
This is the Atlantic, the water still cold,
winter still hasn't loosened it's hold.
Yellow and orange on clouds drifting o'er,
the distant horizon where giant waves roar.
Light is replacing the darkness of night,
The Gulf of Mexico, what a wondrous sight.
The east wind is blowing cold o'er the land
as little crabs scurry to hide in the sand.
Blue jelly-fish piled up everywhere,
watch where you step, take infinite care.
The sun is starting to come into view,
seagulls and pelicans arrive right on cue.
Over the ocean it shines so serene, '
the most beautiful sight i've ever seen.
The tide is covering more of the beach,
with white caps of foam and floating sea-weeds.
All part of the wonder of this vast roaring sea,
that boggles the mind with God's majesty.
29 palms ca.4/24/10
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