Interrupted by a Fishing Pole?

Reverie Interrupted

I am mesmerized by the sea spray,
Down an endless shoreline.
It it weren’t for the white crest
of waves crashing
You would never know that
you gazed at the ocean.
I study the waves
as they break on pale sand
Disturbing, beautiful
Chaotic, angry
or maybe…
That’s just me.
The longer I look
the more I understand
It is a frenzied dance that
slams them to the shore
Images run through my brain
And while I search for the words
to explain my minds pictures
I loose all inspiration
When I almost run into
A man and his fishing pole

B.J.H. 08-07-2013
Based on events October 2012 VA Beach

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