a ninety seventh new poem ... 'sea'

The willow bends

Where the river ends

And the river meets the sea.

There are ups, downs,

Crevasses, crests and crowns - 

But the sea is always the sea.

The seagull goes

Where the sea wind blows

And the sea wind makes the waves.

There are peaks, troughs,

Treasure found, cargo lost - 

But the sea is always the sea.

The whale sounds

Where the sailor drowns

And the sailors are you and me.

There are sundecks, wrecks,

Rocks, sirens of every sex - 

But the sea is always the sea.