with a resounding, thunderous beauty
splashing against the jagged rocks
relentless in magnificent splendor
White-tipped waves, ebbing in and out
eternally to an age old rhythm
that haunts the hidden memories
of creatures above and below the sea
As the golden sun rises over the horizon,
drenching all within warming rays,
foam flecked pieces of driftwood
tossing about, decorating the sand
Sea gulls riding the upswept current
voices ruckus in the morning quiet,
sandpipers, walking stilt-legged
unhurried, among the clear tide pools
Head back, I breathe in deeply
the salt air, stinging yet invigorating,
as the tension releases
uncoiling deep inside, I find...
Linda Ruzicka is forty-nine years old, married, with a thirteen-year old daughter. She lives in the mountains of Western Pennsylvania with her family and three dogs and a cat. Linda works as a floral designer in a shop specializing in European flower arrangement.
She is presently involved in a two-year course in writing for children. She is also finshing up a course in writing for Greeting Cards. Linda has four poems being published in upcoming issues of The Dark Krypt.
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