Steel-grey Van Gogh-esque sky
Smells of fish and seaweed hang heavy
Charcoal and driftwood speckle blue-green shale
Autumn winds awake
Sand and spray pelt my face

Remnants of the day break through
Peaked whitecaps painted in subdued hughes
Black-tipped gulls dip and soar
Wistful cries fill the air
I turn my collar up

Black clouds rejoin and prevail
Tempest burgeons and swells
Jagged electric-blues tear open the horizon
Permeating ozone saturates
Tumescent thunder rolls over me