Waves Poem by Gregory Huyette

Rushing, dashing, clashing each on their way
To another city to another bay.
Large swallow weaker, bounding evermore
Till each is consumed by a soverign, sandy shore.

Lunar orchestration ocillates sea’s symphony,
As countless waves appear, singing joyously.
Sounds are unforgettable, though instantly are gone.
New sharps, flats and quarter notes emerge to carry on.

White cap dances surrender with explosive rings.
Sounds and sights intoxicate witness to such things.
An incarnate moon reincarnates each once more,
Thus another journey to one more marauding shore.

Ions ago a marriage twixt the heavens and the sea
Spawned a splendiferous skyline in all its majesty.
Then waves started to recede and mountains expand
So life forms could leave waters and populate the land.

A living entity is this endless sea.
A world all its own, so very very little known.
A mystery in motion is this swaggering, swaying ocean.
With a parade of waves to see; that’s how it will always be.