The ferocity of the ocean dissipating on the beach;
its heaving waves falling flat and disappearing so I
am walking along the edge of its anger, in spume
turning into mice scuttling to the safety of the dunes.
Thousands of miles of Atlantic violence; bared teeth
in ranks lunging landward, spittle flying skyward
like savagery unleashed, uncontained, uncontainable;
white rage, jet loud, breaking powerless on the strand.
Happy Christmas, hoping the new year might see an end to the uneashed, uncontained savagery of 2023.
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