In a dull cloudy haze
the bleak rocky coast
lies silent after its midnight
roaring grinding juddering
shaking falling rising.
A broad band of dead
black algae coats pale grey
rocks, broken by clumps of
limp seaweed drooping reaching
down to the seawater far below.

The deep chasm stretching
out to sea from the little
coastal town lies eerie, empty
of its whales and playful
dolphins now retreated far
out to sea. Trapped by rocks
thrust upwards lie boats that
used to follow them, now
stranded in the newly molded
pond around their wharf.

A vast landslide inters
rocks where fur seals used
to bask, breed, fight, sleep.

Over rocks heaved high above
their former ocean home lie
crayfish corpses past their
last gasp, while abalone bake
in the sun, far from the newly
created high tide line.


6 thoughts on “Seashore

  1. Excellent earth quake description. I burned the bottom of a pot of cold pea soup and enjoyed the physical demonstration of earth quake activity here in my own kitchen. Soup was old — ended up throwing it out to the gulls and crows.

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