Against the current
Swelling and gushing
Frothing and foaming
Pooling salivating drool
Rising up into a crescent
And breaking!
With a thunderous roar
Swaying with the waves
Of harmless doubt
Swirling with ripples
Of pulsating excitement,
Then plunging
To deep despair
Dancing in the glittering water
Of a vast blue sea
Calling and shouting
Pleading mercy
Wailing and yelling
Bursting torrents of rain
From the heart of an abyss
Engulfing, drowning darkness
Of sounds and sights
Flailing, bobbing plights
Desperately splashing
A slapping whiplash
Stinging and soothing
With a mindless void
Crushing and pulling
In a swirling vortex
Of babbling confusion
And watery eyes
And from amid
The emerald darkness
The blind rages
Of a despairing monster
Shoots a ray
Cracking and shattering
The watery illusion
A spark!
Diving in the heart
Of the heartless waters
And bubbling and bobbing
Floating and failing
Breathing and losing
Trickling and teasing
Rippling in waves
And spraying
Droplets of
Hope.
I truly felt the currents of water under the boat and I was occupying every ripple and every bubbling opulence of effervescent wetness all over me.. wow! I found a poem in your expert play on words! You did amazingly a poem where surfers and lovers can take a ride on the waves!
Seventh Solstise
Thank you. I was hoping for a drowning man’s experience and how the rippling pulsating waves, their building and crashing, and natural unpredictability could be a manifestation of our emotions.
Water is so fluid, so expressive, just like our emotions!