Anna Hopper Poet Triolet

Creating Waves

The ocean rolls, creating waves
The creep, to peak, pure art
Inspiring me, in many ways
The ocean rolls, creating waves
Though time moves on, the image stays
It’s branded on my heart
The ocean rolls, creating waves
The creep to peak, pure art

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Daisy Meadows January 26, 2024 at 11:56 PM A lovely poem. Well done.

Jim Slaughter September 14, 2022 at 10:59 AM A very restful and serene read, Anna, and yet, I can't help but think of the devastating damage those peaceful waves can wreak when that devious vixen, ocean, gets her dander up. I"m glad I have always lived far enough inland not to be too concerned with any of her moods.