The irascible sea
slaps the shore’s indignant face
far and hard, harder still
till cliffs become sand
and white foam falls dizzyingly
into the distance…
The irascible sea
slaps the shore’s indignant face
far and hard, harder still
till cliffs become sand
and white foam falls dizzyingly
into the distance…
a little bit of everything else 
This makes me home sick for Northern California. So few words on your part and yet I feel as though I am standing on the cliffs again.
Thanks for the great compliment, Brody!