Undulating

by Jem Croucher

 

Undulating patterns
On the river caught my eye
Providing cause to ponder
As I wandered slowly by

Reflected as a mirror
The turning tide, the ebbing, and
the ripples on the water
Reminded me of low-tide sand

The evening sunset glorious
In a golden painted sky
Silent Sussex hills in contrast
With the sounds of seagull cry

Naked toes in lapping wavelets
No feeling quite so grand
And as the river, so the ocean
Formed by God’s almighty hand

[A-Z April – day 21 – #U]

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