Dusk At The Beach Poem by Suzette Richards

As a rainbow of the sunset descends
and the balmy breeze washes over sand
that tickles between toes and carefree hand,
I'm in the company of valued friends.
The deceptive calm of darkening sea
where the cormorants dive for their last meal,
the leeward shadows of the rocks turn teal—
I would not wish in other place to be.
The windsurfers had furled colourful kites.
Easterly wind had died down for the day
and sharks are out to forage and for play
in riptides, lurking out of reach of lights.
I lift my eyes to the offing distant,
the aspect of which is ever constant.