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Waves (a repost)
by Clara Mae Gregoryamidst salt air and turbid sea
circular waters suddenly break
and the tremulous silvered foam
stretches upon the blue immensity
it permeates the sand
resting,then drawn again
out to murky seas
to renew a cycle
now altered
by sun and moon
and seasons storm
these waves transform
into violent crescendos
crushing with cruel
magnificent
destruction
mountains like glass
helpless to the forces
that renders them unkind
violating the shoreline
erasing sandcastles
without a trace
leaving nothing
in its place
until once again
the waves give in
and diminish their size
to what they had been
Amidst salt air and limpid sea
Circular waters that broke with ease
Tranquil remnants of soft silvered foam
Stretched serene on the green immensity
07/29/2008
Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 07/30/08 at 05:38 AM
...a tip o' the tam to the life-blood of all LIFE is the God-given oceans...for us to drink from the wealth of life...good one melanie.
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Posted by Kristi Paik on 08/02/08 at 12:44 PM
i personally like it alot
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Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 08/03/08 at 07:57 AM
There is a rushing feeling of constancy to the way you have structured this poem...which captures the essence of ocean waves very well. Nice example of form serving content.
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Posted by Marie Andreas on 08/29/08 at 11:42 AM
I like the way this poem is formed . .. and the descriptions are wonderful
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08/09/2009
Author's Note: I am starting a folder for archiving older poetry, of which this belongs. I have even included the original comments.
The original poem was very short and included accompanying artwork and this one above is the evolved version done years later.The original version was simply this:
Amidst salt air and turbid sea,
Circular waters suddenly break
And tremulous silvered foam
Stretches upon the blue immensity.
The accompanying artwork is now posted in my journal.
Posted on 08/09/2009
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maude Curtis on 08/09/09 at 04:32 PM the few times I've visited the ocen I loved watching the waves. Very nice to relive that experience through your words. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 08/16/09 at 10:41 AM it is the rhythm in this that impresses upon me first, then all the color and beauty graced within are truly breaths of fresh and scenic air which one living in the city is very much not accustomed to seeing or feeling. |
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