I sat watching
raindrops bounce
methodically off
my cracked windscreen
& could hear the gale
just outside my windows,
whizzing past the surf
crashing against
the shoreline.

Raging waves rose
& fell relentlessly,
transforming
into angry white foam.

The happy gulls timed
their dives perfectly,
flirted with disaster
again & again,
rising up in mockery,
toying with the storm
& shrieking in laughter.