Waves

Rolling in with singular intent
gaining strength
in height and poise,
elemental forces
beauty bound
crashing, pounding
lifting pebbles
in rapturous roar
as though in applause
of your homecoming,
translucent face
stretched to mighty yawns
in arcs of lucid greens
tipped in
phosphorescent cream,
sinking back into your source
to rise again
and play the morning
symphony of surf.

Saraswati
superb, can't wait to dive into the surf

Gita Ashok
Fabulous imagery in this lovely write! I can hear "the morning symphony of surf." Thanks for sharing.

Fay Slimm
Waves in all their glory John - - a symphony for sure.

Kesav V Easwaran
nice imageries ...loved this write

robyn selters
I felt fully transported with your superb description of rolling waves with all their powerful impact... Beautifully penned