The sea is a shadow washing the shoreline,
filling in dents and scavenging sand,
drowning dunes in beach foam and brine.
The sea is a shadow chasing along the strand,
shattering shells and scattering stones,
casting its treasures on the bleak hinterland.
The sea is a shadow of clamours and moans,
a sobbing soliloquy borne on the wind,
stealing your breath and rattling your bones.
Kim M. Russell, 2017