February storms Barbados

  Sea is roughall spinning foam fierce undertow splash of silver,frigate birds glide likeancient tetradactyl. All nightit rains as if, the oceanfalls from the sky;palms clamour beach lostin spume. High tidewaves sing untranslatedsongs of longing. You cravelove; ‘’You look so lovely’’ I’m never that! Human companyebbs & flows I tossmy head, washed upon the shore of other’sexpectation.