Best Rolling Wave Poems

"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, 
after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, 
something as...

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He saw the shoreline of his death
Stared at sea's rolling wave
Found the sky and sea's banding belt
Asked God, honor his grave

The red sun will warm...

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imagery, nature, sun, water, wind, word play



The mountains speak out
From under clouds soaring high
Light strikes down below!

Mountain ridges stick out
Crags and crevices shadow deep
Cloud cover...

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A wounded heart cries, fills its lonely glass
Held, caressed by the anguished hands of sorrow
Hoping memories last, as tears trespass
To rebuild the temple love did...

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gentle waves tiptoe ashore
sandpipers scurrying away from the rippling tide
sandcastles looming in the distance
beach blanket knights
and sand dune days
radiant in the mid day sun
shades of...

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From within the flux its breath sweeps the shoreline,
Sometimes spewing forth flotsam and jetsam
Lolling us to sleep with its soothing savoury sighs.
Its siren calls hypnotising...

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You disappeared like foam on a slow rolling wave
You sang a deep-throat song like from a small creature
Your gaze sang songs of sad sunrises to...

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The muddle of sleep—
The grand entrance to Morpheus' legendary palace
In whole or half a tablet; 
Easy breaths of chemicals
In pretty, light-refracting bottles.

I prepare myself for...

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I can’t see your face for spirits move mysteriously                ...

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The curling waves approach each shore from sea
To meet their journeys end with crests of white
Their crashing sounds release a loud decree
And wash a foam...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, 
after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, 
something as...

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Unbearable Beauty in PINK


A proud, vindictive, defiance,
	rippled through the crowd,
		flexed its collective muscle
						moved forward

a soft, mellifluous,  hum
	accompanied them
		nurtured their success
						speaking out

answered prayers seeking sunlight
	casting...

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Subject Orpheus,
Nation Earth,
I'll bypass the system,
climb back to birth,
to calm youth,
where, each day,
by the rolling wave,
the subject lived held
and with warmth loved,
as a miracle of...

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Wandering down the murky tunnel,
 
I count the cracks along the cavern walls.
 
Further and further they spread like veins.
 
To my avid blood, their...

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For my water god I entered the wetlands.
Fog was increasing and me becoming incoherent.

The swamp throws a high tide of rolling wave
I lift the burden...

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