nothin betta then a point of departure
from the far and wide northern pacific
the basin tha spawns the stuff of dreams
the storms decend the imalayas
onto the waiting flats
off the eastern slopes of asia
the latent heat of the circulating waters
of the southern oceans near the equator
runnin north must be tempered
the chilled zephers and torrents of crashing
cold COLD air begin to work the
confrontation into a lather
spinning like dancers locked in a whirl
out onto the wide dancefloor of the body of water
named for tranquil grace,sometimes.
a fire hose left un attended
has a will unpredictable
or a garden hose for that mater
when the pressure is increased
it will spray in fits and sarts to and fro
up and down in uncanny precision
soaking the smallest corner
of the entire space
the surf generator
is the hose
that is mixing winds
the very warm and the super chilled
ais make winds way strong
that back flush th northern latitudes
in winter to balance the
suns westward heated air flow
like that hose
points itself at coastlines thousands of miles away
with land mass small and greater blocking
the surf ,children of the wind and waves,
unravel on the shore .
as to the poetry fish
the magic fish of the california seagrass
it has been assigned the name of an italian revolutionary
if I am not mistaken
Garibaldi
this fellow of the environ appears like
a glowing orange yellow light beneath
to be caught or not I dont know the parameters
but for the green california waters
be it baja or not
the lite of this wonderful sight says san diego
too me.
prognosticaters will say
with assurance where each
wave originates
and even choose to argue the fact
but the mystery will remain
wow what a wave
wher dit come from?
out there.
…ambrose…