NaPoWriMo DAY 23

NaPoWriMo Poem 23


Breaking the Waves

The coral rock formation
breaks the waves,
breaks the ships,
breaks the bones of lost sailors in the sea.

The sound never stops;
slashes at first,
then you can not live without it,
it becomes part of you.

You stare and let it begin;
the waves hypnotize
all of your being,
inviting you to dance within their deepness.

Coming and going
the yearning belonging
to her and her alone
when will this all end?

A step is taken
into the abyss,
into the precipice,
just to take a peak.