The coffee maker is sounding
its’ morning music in late November.
Without mercy, always the hardest
working appliance when we are here.

A grey and overcast sea our frequent companion;
considered through rain-spattered windows
from hit-and-run squalls at first light.

The shorebirds, restless and racing
the foaming surf back and forth.
Familiar friends we will visit soon enough.

The receding surf along the shore
leaves a vivid mirror on the sand
providing time enough for reflection.