the edge

rolling on the edge upon the curving blue
nothing is important beyond the blending hue
sounding into thunder's mighty bellowed roar
hissing whisper of the waves that lick the thirsty shore
moving waters formulate a diamond effervesce
brightlights on wavetops dance like a cobalt sequined dress
pungent sea air wafts from off the fulsome swale
the scent of the ocean is a pleasure to inhale
shoreline life and also death pervades this salty strand
crabs and gulls attend the dead , life is water, sun, and sand