Jun 2015
Waves unfurled like the backs of whales
Rolling in a tempestuous sea
With cresting foam like the heads of sails
Straining to break away free
The clouds bow down to touch the waves
The waves ****** high above
The wind whips up a howling dance
As sea and sky make love
Cori MacNaughton
25Mar2000
Rolling in a tempestuous sea
With cresting foam like the heads of sails
Straining to break away free
The clouds bow down to touch the waves
The waves ****** high above
The wind whips up a howling dance
As sea and sky make love
Cori MacNaughton
25Mar2000
I have read this poem publicly on several occasions, but this is the first time it appears in print.
Written by
Cori MacNaughton
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