found on a scratch notebook paper..haha result of idleness

Taste and see
The coast side dark, is asleep,
with its high uneven stones, and looming palm trees.
they draw breathlessly near
to the calm, untouched, green sea.
the white foam lazy, is drifting
up and down
upon still, shiny, black rocks;
sharp and cool.
each tired wave slides forward
and retreats back shyly.
it waits to gain confidence
but wanders back again
for a .taste. of earth.
up high,
the dawn is breaking
through dim, hazy clouds.
a righteous
warm glow
is falling
down
slowly
to this, still,quiet scene.
patiently covering
with new,
glistening light.