Winter Wind

strong and unrelenting
from the north and west
behind the waves
     whipping them higher
     sending them faster 
to slam against the shore
proclaiming inhospitable nature of the day 
    flags standing at attention 
    burgees flying straight in celebration 
giving direction

spawned bubbles sea foam 
atop grey green surf 
capillary waves and ripples charge
fast to the beach then running out
     disappearing in the sand 
     under the feet of seagulls 
waiting for errant morsels 

heavy with ocean spray
     and sand
draped in winter’s icy chill
relentlessly challenging the beach
and those who walk
     to turn and flee 
grabbing hats 
snagging loose jackets 
long scarves sailing 
hands jammed deep into pockets
     walking backwards in defense
     against the stinging freezing sand and spray 
     back tracking up the beach
thinking about the inner peace 
and wild storms