Cloud Faces on The Beach

Cloud Faces on The Beach

Standing water reflecting 
Cloud faces on concrete 
Walkways near the sand

Sunset rusted skies
Wink goodnight to
Skateboarder kicks 
Wornout rubber
Broken soled sides

Weighted opened faced trash cans 
Stand guard 
Over seaweed gathering
Where no cigarette 
Or half drank green mountain dew 
Bottle is allowed

The beach is empty
Except for those 
Who breath in pirate angels 
Travelling the horizon and
Singing life songs
Out loud

To the wise
Who feel the beach
Imaginations crashed waves
Speak and teach 
But only when 
There is no crowd