Billow Tide, Ebb Tide

THIS POEM IS NOT PRESENTED AS I INTENDED (ie. DOUBLE SPACED).

THIS HAS BEEN DONE BY PERSONS BEYOND MY CONTROL

THUS DIMINISHING THE READING EXPERIENCE.

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Herculean waves pound the frail sea shore

Smashing, crashing against a rock-bound bight.

Seagull songs drown in a fierce deafing roar;

Thunderous vast swells of wondrous height

Towering and exploding overhead,

Mercilessly and ruthlessly, cruel

Then, collapsing randomly, gone, dispread.

Retreating homeward to Neptune's great pool.

But then the reposing, saline ebb tide

(Its tempestuous fury now set aside)

Abdicates silently, bereft of  word,

Leaving the bounty, the wild ocean yields

Discarded are jumbly flotsam filled fields

And a seagull chorus can, bis, be heard.

                                         ASJ