Ocean Waves

Ocean waves
 lapping at the shores din
  pulling sands out then back in,
a regurgitated rush of foam raised high
 whispered crushings in the winds that die
  undulating balm that soothes, yet terrifies
a distant mighty restless pang in locomotion defied
 called in to rinse and wash the shore
  the grit of sand and stone under scored,
a flux of clamshell remnants broken
 cracked and severed in then breaker surf awoken
 out to the depths in ebb and flow essence
a slave of moonglow crescents,
 quarter, half full, and full round it shows
 where all the ocean blue tidal crests flow.

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