Tidal Wars
The old desires
for domination
drifts in once again
on the ocean waves,
one frothy lap
riding atop the other
with ever growing
intensity.
As the moon and sun
rise and set daily
the ancient battles
repeatedly plays out
around the world.
The rotating force
of gravitation pull
forever to be
the victor.
Written for Francine Roberts..."on the ocean waves"...contest
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