eye of day piercing light blinds
the burns through
clouds that skulk away the
blast moon
rinsed by ripples
circled by tides of
swoops for man drowning
in stars splinter
ashored dawn spared
driftwood senses
revive matching
salt that winds taste
of seaweed gripping sands white
horizons squeezed lush
light feeding west scatters
spray mornings
upon brow
creasing that lenses the day