No words can share the chaotic precision
Of waves sweeping a sandy shore
Clean of its filth, expired life, footprints
Leaving the ground beneath supple and bare
Find me the words to describe
The confidence of a feisty crest
As it approaches the shore so swiftly
To pound without relent
How the pinnacles raise
A turbulent impasse
Until another frothy height
Follows its thin soapy tier
And stacks its might like ***** keys
Carrying them both to shore
Tell me the poem that captures
The layers and ripples dashing
As countless and intermingled
As the buttery layers of a croissant
I wish I could find the words to hold
This image deep within me
To remember the blur of green and blue
When I am far from their ruling roars
I would enshrine their vivacity
With a razor in my heart
If I could keep their beauty
A keepsake of nature’s art
When the outside world is yelling
I wish I could recall
At will the rumble of undertow
The thunder of admonished land
The crashing sounds that kidnap you
Forcing reality far behind
For no mortal trouble is so large
To ground you by the sea
The only thing to consume a wave
Is the crest rising in its wake
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 2:42 PM UTC
No words can share the chaotic precision
Of waves sweeping a sandy shore
Clean of its filth, expired life, footprints
Leaving the ground beneath supple and bare
Find me the words to describe
The confidence of a feisty crest
As it approaches the shore so swiftly
To pound without relent
How the pinnacles raise
A turbulent impasse
Until another frothy height
Follows its thin soapy tier
And stacks its might like ***** keys
Carrying them both to shore
Tell me the poem that captures
The layers and ripples dashing
As countless and intermingled
As the buttery layers of a croissant
I wish I could find the words to hold
This image deep within me
To remember the blur of green and blue
When I am far from their ruling roars
I would enshrine their vivacity
With a razor in my heart
If I could keep their beauty
A keepsake of nature’s art
When the outside world is yelling
I wish I could recall
At will the rumble of undertow
The thunder of admonished land
The crashing sounds that kidnap you
Forcing reality far behind
For no mortal trouble is so large
To ground you by the sea
The only thing to consume a wave
Is the crest rising in its wake