Sea-Foam

 A fleck of foam on the shining sand,

   Left by the ebbing sea,

But richer than man may understand

   In magic and mystery—-

Transient bubbles rainbow-bright,

   Myriad-hued and strange,

Tremble and throb in the noonday light,

   Flower and flush and change.

A million tides have come and gone,

   Great gales of autumn and spring,

A million summoning moons have shone

   To bring to birth this thing—-

A foam.fleck left on the ribbed wet sand

   By the wave of an outgoing sea,

With all the colour of Faeryland,

   Wonder and mystery.

Teresa Hooley

Found in An Anthology of Recent Poetry, compiled by L. D. Walters. (George G. Harrap, 1920)