Windswept as Morning Scent

From a daring morning swim
I see the ocean in a tumult of waves

sharing artifacts, from lumbering
crests wandering in contours

to crashing swells, then silently away.

Leftovers include a carpet of kelp,
like handfuls of moss hurled from the bay

with a side dish of quahogs, crab legs
and stones in captured colour.

In the distance a tidal retreat reveals
itself as blossoming sand dunes.

© Richard L. Provencher