Rolling Waves

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Jul 04, 2026 

Rolling waves.
Massaging
shores,
shaping.
One 
after
the next.
Pushing
forth.
Unyielding.
Subtle 
at first,
yet 
persistent.
Changing,
smoothing
what’s 
left.
Storm clouds 
approaching.
Swells
thickening.
Waves
enlarging.
Now 
crashing.
Relentless
onslaught.
No defense.
Obliterating 
all around.
Unrecognizable.
Invasion.
New
reality
arrived.

 

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