There, in the
tide pool, dappled by
the sun is birth and death,
and the spark that continues.
It leaves mankind in the wake of regret.
What have I to do with the albatross
Or sea lion?
I can but write, while they fly and roar.
I gaze upon the Pacific from this rock,
all its mysteries and grandeur.
I am inferior, while it forever reigns with
every wave and break of light.
Here's a link to my youtube channel where I read my poetry from my brand new book, It's a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-j1YkEdWQs