Sat, May 18th, 2013

Waves
By Sarah Peterson


Waves crashing all around
The salty spray stings my face
The crested giants look almost
Like the mountain looming in the distance
A storm is brewing, the sky is dark
The freezing sea, it roars at me
And hungers for my death
Like cat and mouse it teases me
And tries to knock me over
Into it's misty maw

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