Sea Play

It’s good to have eyes

for the sea-and-sun playing of shadows

in shallow tide.

It’s better to dive headfirst

into the playing –

myself a gray snake shadow, shaking.

Plunge, wrestle

with the white-capped arms of foam

and crest the breakers;

bob among the rocking, vast expanse

of rolling shoulders

that swell and shake

with some secretive and giant laughter;

only shattered by my

draggled head

and this small pair of wetly bobbing shoulders.