WORLD'S END

THE WORLD'S END

A soft blush fills the horizon
Sunrise comes to dazzle again
A random light sparkles on the waves
Of morning.

In a blink, gulls arrive and call
Splashing and crashing, wild waves fall
Green grass dances at sands edge
In the morning.

Amethyst dreams come to an end
A lovely way last day to spend
Grass, sand and waves ... world's end a lie
Another morning.

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 5-21-11