by P.B. AdamsThe pearl shoals of dawn fog
rolled away with sunrise
like a brooding winter gray
roller when blue spring
skies appear. Chasing after
came schools of expansive snowy
fish, adorned with improbable
fins, curling and bristling.
Then coming rapidly apace, clouds
like white breakers chasing them
all further inland. It will be a hot day.
The ocean rises along
all our coasts sending picture
postcard announcements to these
many islands in advance. Learn to swim.