Poetry - The Birth of Waves

This is one of my favorite poems, written in one of my several forays back to college...








THE BIRTH OF WAVES





The moon has fallen in love


with the sea,





Her gifts of sparkling jewels


dance lightly over his still, deep expanses;


her lonely sighs softly illuminate


his empty sandy shores;


she skisses will silver brilliance


his wide and motionless body.





Touched by her gifts


and intrigued by her silvery grace,


the sea, with a mighty force


arches his back to reach her:


to bathe in her glowing light


and touch her shining face.


But he is pulled back


by jealous Gravity, his wife,


and with a roar of anguish,


crashes


back


to earth.











(c) Susan Quinland-Stringer 1995