Restless

Restless, the sea,

in slap and sparring agitation,

churns colour in its tumbrel

from the rousing wake

of journeying.

Like the charnel house

jumble of dreaming

in wakeful moments,

catching uninvited

in an ambush of distraction

these days are choppy waters,

a disturbation of the even temperance

of peace and the mechanism of tides.