On The Breasts Of A Wave --Freebird 02 Poem by FreeBird 02

On the breasts of a wave
The tide keeps rolling in
But the fog has me still yearning
For what I can not see!

On the breasts of a wave
Is there still more
Then, a figure
You have to give
Beneath your crest
Is it an odd or even score.

On the breasts of a wave
Some caps splash lightly
While other splashes abruptly,
What's Beneath,
No one can see
…Especially me
If you yearn to splash down
So pleasingly.


March 8,2025