Something in the Air

A kind of longing
in the air today.
The pouting mouths
of mounding clouds
vie to hold the sun,
then spit it out again,
traversing a sky
with designs
on being an ocean

with dreams, maybe,
of plunging waves,
white water creaming
in the wake of a schooner;
of coral reefs,
of wind-blown
desert islands....

of fathoms deep
blue pastures
where seals swim
and petrels skim the surf,
and of turning
a zillion pebbles
into sand.