Wavesong, a nonet poem written by Freya Pickard at Spillwords.com

Wavesong

Wavesong

written by: Freya Pickard

@FreyaPickard

 

stirred sand infiltrates wind-whipped tide surge
brown-yellow hills, streaming white heads
plunge towards the passive shore
drumming waves, roaring song
ceaseless rush and hiss
constant movement
eats away
crumbling
cliffs

continuous roar of wind and wave
grey, high-stacked ocean advances
breeze-snatched white caps cream steep sides
a liquid mountain range
falls upon damp sand
grinds shell and rock
down into
tiny
grains

dark wave straight-backed, translucent, foaming
wide and shallow beats upon sand
hiss, rasp, whisper, drawing in
breathing out, regular
shoreline rhythm runs
beneath liquid
sunlit glow;
winter
sky

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