I sat there 

On the shore

Of the Ocean Beach,

The sand was  

As hot as 

A toaster oven

I watched the

Seagulls calling 

And the 

Waves roll in,

As the 

Tide when out,

 I noticed

the fish 

swimming out.

They were the color of 

The spoons 

That I use to eat.

As the sun shone,

 the ocean began to gleam 

as if the god of light 

was out there,

Sitting on the

Twinkling horizon

holding a torch

of glimmering fire.

I went into the water

As cold as my freezer

The fish swam

Around me

Like silver stingrays

I watched the 

reeds 

sway

Back 

And forth

They dance 

As graceful as swans.