Boisterous.
Foaming with wildness huge banks
of turbulence
start piling up road-ward when
an ocean unloads.
Seized with sheer madness a sea
spits out pebbles
and shaking weed into high ether
water-fall threatens.
Boisterous the motion bouncing
with uprooted fervour,
disgorging explosions rip out
sand-stone disturbance.
Soaked in excitement small lads
watch for breaker-height
and as froth flies overhead catch
if they can the whitest.
High tides in our region vamp
human petulance
which permits no repeal and
you risk getting wet.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: July 17th, 2022 08:08
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Comments3
I love the beautiful imagery of your words. To dare the ocean is a remarkable game, it is a formidable opponent.
it's all very cool on a hot summers day but that summative and unexpected line of yours was absolutely to die for x
Good write Fay.
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