Everyshore | in rerum natura
composed in pentameter.
Upon sea-plains shorn at firmament’s end
where the spokes of Phoebus the waves do bend,
where sea-nymphs embrace in the boundless view,
rock’d hither — thither — in a violet hue.
Rippling — twirls the nascent and gloaming night
Rage — Rage against the heirloom thunder’s might!
That land-borne creatures and the glimmering star
might foment in sea-foam, sea-forms afar.
Whorling for an orchestral, phantom gaze —
evermore — evermore — evermore ablaze
with raving — enraptured — rapacious soul
dragged unto shore in viridian folds.
incessant, immense, and forever-more,
sing the roving tides of this everyshore.
from Apollo Bay, Vic.
at high tide
with heavy thunderstorms.