The Windy Shore
by Marcela Griffin
The windy shore pushes
my kayak, battering it from side
to side, as I bring the vessel to land
fighting the surge that pulls me
back again and again.
The windy shore shows
its bright, white foamy caps in every swell
that lift just above the craft
spilling their foam all around the top
of the swaying kayak.
The windy shore holds
me as captured prey just to show
its force. Two sweeps of the paddle
forward towards shore is erased
against the pulling tide.
The wind finally releases
its grasp as I, exhausted, launch
to the edge of the sandy beach
triumphantly conquering the struggle,
as in life,
and escaping the forceful wind.