Riding The Waves


We rode the waves elegantly

undulating 

up and down

gentle waves

soft fingered

at first

in the gentle light

of soft sunshine.


Then the clouds came

gathering 

softly at first

but blotting out the light,

then the wind rose

no longer soft

no longer gentle

now we crashed and dived

violently

heaving

hardly visible 

as the storm gathered pace

it’s white fingered waves

clawing their way towards us

gobbing their spume


over us

up and down

sucking us in

heaving us up

letting us fall

driving us towards the light

and the rocks lying there

waiting.



https://thebigwindowsreview.com/2024/08/27/lynn-white-riding-the-waves/



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