Waves Never Die Poem by Rose Wilder

Waves Never Die



The blue-green wave rears up,
Met by the oncoming foamy surge.
They crash and break together with a spray of white.

The wave bounds forward,
Only to smack the cold, hard wall.
With a shower of ice-white foam and glassy water,
It retreats, churning the sand in anger,
To strike another wave and be reborn in the next.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was inspired by high tide at my seaside apartment complex. Every wave hit the concrete sea wall and fell into the next wave.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anita Sehgal 15 April 2013

very profound and great epression

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Rose Wilder

Atlanta, Georgia
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