See Lace

The frothy sea lace,
bubbles where
I just look,
I want to stare.
Along the sidewalk,
trailing out,
brilliant blue,
deep purples shout.
The sandy shore,
no longer fenced,
disappears,
not known from whence,
it arrived
and has gone to,
I just see,
her laces blue.
Little flowers
all around.
Blooms that spill
Out on the ground.
I would gather
them in hand.
They would pour,
And grace this land.
Close my eyes
and I can smell,
heady fragrance
Oceans swell.
Disappearing
shoreline trace,
feeds this soul
Her sea froth place.

Raine Les 5/22/2008

cool

Excellent