Evading headlong breakers, Ocean Beach Runs up steep ladders and high stairs of rocks -- Greened now with age and loosened by broad shocks Of ancient, angry tides. Its gray dunes bleach Beneath a burning sky; sands overreach Low thresholds of bright little booths where flocks A crowd of swimmers whose quick laughter mocks Shrill cryptic warnings that old curlews screech. At every garden gate its near waves croon And through the lingering year its hue remains Brave scarlet-gold of summer: here is June Forever under Loma's sea-turned crest! It is a city winding to the West With roses trailing down its tilted lanes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INEVITABLY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE YELLOW VIOLET by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT A PETITION TO TIME by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE COWARD by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA TO A BIRD IN THE CITY by MATTHIAS BARR A TRIBUTE TO DAD by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE |