High Tide Low Tide

A vicious wave rushes against the gold gritty sand

Cobalt ocean water gleaming.

Blinding your eyes with luminous light

Reflecting the bright, bright sun.

A gentle wave passively nudges your feet

Before washing out to sea-

Splash, splosh, the azure tide reaches its lowest point

Revealing the rock pools that are perfect for fun play.

Loud crashes, waves surging far,

Clawing for land, slowly devouring.

They have been inching up, hour by hour, minute by minute

Readying to be dominant over miniscule grains of sand.

Calm currents, slow and smooth

Like a calm turtle gliding through the sea.

Soft wooshes come from the ocean

And loud children play in the shallower sandy waters.

A vicious wave rushes against the gold gritty sand