the sea so deep
it never sleeps
by day or night
it lives on the fight
against the rocky coast
which is its host
rushing ramming
against its side
then it (wave water) does
a quick fast dive.
down below
its calmer there
for no waves roll
way down here
ocean surge
current swell
foaming water
tales to tell
marine life dwells
in tidal margins
lunar pull water turns
undercurrents chargin
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Poetic fragment surviving lines 1–14 written when I was thirteen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Can actually feel the waves: -) , thanks for sharing.