The plauful breeze
Tossed birds into the air
To soar with the currents
Swoop with the downdrafts
Gliding and pirouetting
Between the cliffs of the cove and the point
Where the sea cave channeled the waves through the jutting land.
Pelicans resembling vintage airplanes
Tried to land with
Wings out stretched like flaps
Feet down and extended like landing gear.
As the sun set
The feral wind pounced without warning
Clawing at the tablecloths set up for dinner
On the outdoor patio
Gas heaters no match for it’s cold fury.
Cloth napkins played keep away with the waiters
Who scurried from the restaurant
When they heard the sounds of
Tinkling glass breaking and
Tumbling silverware clanking.
Pedestrians shrank deeper into their hoodies
As the wind roared and pushed them up the hill faster
Beneath the cormorants, webbed feet locked,
On the swaying branches of the pine trees.