Beverley Warren

Rookie (12-6-1959 / New Zealand)


Waves are crashing somersaulting to shore,
The voice of the ocean, warning to those who do dare,
Seagulls soaring uncontrollable flight,
Tumbling and blown into unbearable heights,
You can hear the Gulls cries in search of land,
The foaming of the surf rushing over the sand,
The mood of the ocean the death defying swells,
A place of destruction a place you could call hell,
I close my eyes listening to the rhythm it sends,

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