a poem in my pocket

Lillian at dVerse invites us to write a quadrille (44-word poem) on the most beautiful word in our language: tranquility

adirondacks sit on
porch of beach house
surf flows in, lightly froths
foam over fine sand…
sucked back to sea,
leaving castaway shells.
seagulls perch on pier…
launch upward in lazy arcs
where white clouds float,
billow, accumulate into
tranquil dreams…
of sunny tomorrow.

photo by lynn