Tunes of Waves
In waters’ calm leisure, mellow tides drift
Along back strides that always find their sway,
The lighter blues, the deeper jades, that sift
Glimmers of mollusks that twinkle and play.
From the swoon of bay when dusk slowly cranes
Pewter the wavelets, darker steel the shore;
Above, one bold and yellow stripe explores
To jiggle in a curdled breeze and spills
A frothy crest with waltzes soon to fade
Before moon comes in her gathering wade.
Sheri Fresonke Harper's Out Of Water Contest
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2012
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