Thursday, August 13, 2009

Missing waves

Missing waves...
missing the slip and slide of the hull
on the hills of silver
shouldering silently beneath me.

Dumb beasts
in ordered herds shepherded by winds;
I love your liquid elegance,
your humble, mindless strength.

I love your ecstacies of surging on the shore,
the lion leap, the raging roar,
the dying shingle songs you sing

when sinking in the sand

leaving the kiss
of holy water
on the land.

(c) A Mc N

Suddenly, in a long involved meeting 250 miles away, I needed the sanity of the sea, the company of waves.

1 Comments:

Blogger Susannah said...

Beautiful - I love the way you write.

12:54 AM  

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