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Question:Storm On The Seashore

I love a storm
Coming in from the sea
Waves rolling in
From across the bay
Smashing, Crashing
Scrubbing the cliffs clean
In sudsy foam and
Giant shower sprays
That blast away
All the debris of yesterday.

Rains blown sideways
Move across the land in
Blankets of drenching wetness;
Even the gulls take shelter
Awaiting their sweet release
To a beloved sky,

Tourists scamper from prime beach spots
And off they run to parking lots
To escape mother nature's relentless sea
While her majesty dances onto shore.


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Storm On The Seashore

I love a storm
Coming in from the sea
Waves rolling in
From across the bay
Smashing, Crashing
Scrubbing the cliffs clean
In sudsy foam and
Giant shower sprays
That blast away
All the debris of yesterday.

Rains blown sideways
Move across the land in
Blankets of drenching wetness;
Even the gulls take shelter
Awaiting their sweet release
To a beloved sky,

Tourists scamper from prime beach spots
And off they run to parking lots
To escape mother nature's relentless sea
While her majesty dances onto shore.

I've spent most of my life watching exactly what you describe. That's the advantage of living on an island. The best part, however, is when the tourists leave and I have the deserted beach to myself. There's nothing better than a beach in the winter. The "relentless sea" doesn't "dance onto shore," though, it rushes, crashes, storms onto the store. When the sea starts to dance, better watch out, it's a disaster!

I like it....sort of takes you back to a really good vacation by the water.

I like it.
Nice work:)

For me it’s like being in a middle of myriads of spectators with their laughter, chatter, giggle or simply the music of people moving around in euphoria. Then suddenly you found your self looking at this spectacular beauty of nature disregarding the existence of the people around, spellbind by the awe of the nature. You were creating a sense of forlorn and tranquility despite the noise that envelopes you. The poem for me is a portrayal of this magnificent hypnosis of nature that can move you to other world. Too bad this are the feelings a tourist or anyone in a vacation first feels after coming into a beautiful place but most often ignored or simply forgotten.

It's pretty cool...I probably would of added a bit or two about houses getting lost in mud slides. Lol.

I'm a big nature lover so I like the spirit of the storm in your poem...I see it as kind of a clash between mother nature and the California tourism industry, of course nature wins. .

cool

it is a very good poem

Lovely! brings back the many joyous times I have spent visiting various shores of gulf and sea. The smell lingers!
and storms and sunsets remain in my minds eye.