sea surge

Sea Surge

Drove for an hour to get to the coast, climbed
sand-dunes before reaching the sea; immense,
calm and full it was, slight heaves, breathing
easily. Didn’t splash about making noises, it
could so easily turn into a monster, a tsunami,
a sudden surge and both the sandy coastline
and I would be history. I picked a few shiny,
wet stones to take home, but when they dried
looked so ordinary that I left them behind.
Sea air made me hungry thought of deep fried
sardines, sliced cucumber in sour cream and
baked potatoes; but it wasn’t the right season.
Had a bacon butty instead, read about a US
army surge, splashing about in Baghdad