The Wild Waves Comments
The roaring waves are bulging with -
The gusty southern wind.
The larks are flying, scattered around
Over the naughty wild waves,
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Reading this poem, I get the feel of watching wild breakers bursting on the sea strand. The comparison of the tidal wave to that of a venomous snake with a thousand expanded hoods is something unique! Altogether, a beautiful write! This deserves a 10 I invite you to read two of my poems on the same theme.. On the Beach....2. The Unrolling Expanse!
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7/27/2025 2:59:25 AM # 1.0.0
Beautiful imagery, Amitava. Have always loved the ocean, you can count on it's uncompromising continuity throughout life. It never gets tired only continues it's crashing on shore with incessant regularity. It matches the rhythm of melancholic grief. Superb poem, love it, Amitava. RoseAnn