I went to the coast today, this is what I saw
and this is what I was inspired to write.
They stand tense in the knowledge
that feet giving way
would trap twist betray
one distracting sound that might pierce
the rage of ocean on rock
to knock them like dominoes.
each yearn to go further
to be the brave stepper
cheering risk taking surfers
while surreptitiously wondering
would the sea turn red
if instead of a wave
a skull breaks on the strand