Three Line Lunch: A Notion of Ocean Pervades

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 279

A Notion of Ocean Pervades (Saturday Morning Redondo Beach Precinct-Walk Impressions)

Saltair-weathered wooden houses with ship’s-deck porches and crow’s-nest balconies
Yearn for the unseen sea. Wind-twisted old trees with leaves whipped like tattered sails. 
Tank-topped women & shirtless men deep-tanned. Gull’s cries over hills seaward.