Humpback Whale

Two huge clouds droop from the sky

like a pair of breasts sick with gigantism.

The pines on the opposite side of the water

look blue and aloof, like the thoughts of a mermaid.

I follow the morning routine of the beach,

look for a chair with the best angle for the sunrise,

then sit down peacefully

to write my daily sentence to the sea.

But the sea keeps interrupting me.

There's a humpback whale

jumping out of the sky between two large clouds:

flipping, twisting and diving.

It's gone and comes back,

and by the time I realize it's still going,

the sea has swallowed my sentence whole.