Whispering Waves : A poem by – Edel T. Copeland
Whispering Waves
Edel T. Copeland
Waves come crashing to grey sullen shores.
Powerful and strong, it breathes and roars.
Cascading and caressing each grain of sand,
A warm embrace between sea and land.
High above, a seagull soars high.
Wings of purity it spreads to fly.
Battling high against darkened cloud,
In a wind that blows fiercely, flying graceful and proud.
Beneath, the sand is soft and warm.
Sculpted by nature, it’s weathered the storm.
A passionate battle between calmness and rage,
A new chapter’s beginning; don’t turn the last page.
I listen again to the whispering waves,
Music of nature calming and brave.
Its power unknown, its stillness untamed,
Mysterious and magical, a treasure earth claims.
So beautiful, Nigel
October 9, 2020 at 8:22 am
Hi π
Thank you !
I hope your doing as best as possible and enjoying your great surrounding down in your part of the world π
Very pleased you enjoyed this great poem π
October 9, 2020 at 11:25 am
Doing fine, thanks, Nigel.
Being beside the ocean is a blessing indeed.
Poetry and the sea make a great combination. In many ways they are at one with each other, I often think.
You come across as coping well through all your creativity. I hope this is the case.
October 9, 2020 at 11:32 am
That’s great π , yes your in the perfect location π
It been hard to keep a creative mind sometimes this year but then you head outside and all the creativity you need in the world is at for feet π π
October 9, 2020 at 3:16 pm
Nature never fails to inspire, methinks.
October 9, 2020 at 8:23 pm