Waves

James Loesch cc2

I woke up awash in waves, 
 far-away waves,
 coming from corners 
 beyond their natural 
 spaces, waves

From the depths of nowhere,
 obsidian velvet waves, 
 sleek and sharp,
 like knives, waves

Ancient rolling waves,
 murmurs and murmurs of waves,
 washing over, washing over

like siren’s song,
 calling, enchanting,
looming, ominous waves

Trident-prodded
with Neptunian-might
 waves,
 O waves

Crashing, wrecking,
 like hammers on anvils,
pounding, waves

With thunder and fury,
 roaring in the dark,
 a murder of waves

I woke up 
awash in waves
 waves
 O waves