Sunday Morning

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Jagged edges of angry water,

pile upon each other,

white-flecked and proud.

Day after day its beauty pounds our shores

And encourages photographers

to snap and store

and wonder at the strength of nature.

While fishermen despair 

the loss of earnings.

And as the winds that never cease

whispers or shrieks

as mood dictates,

the chilled heart

loses itself in dreams of golden summer days.