Icy waves ravage the shore
before returning for more.
Soaring birds ride the mighty towers,
refusing to yield to their powers.
Dolphins coast in the swells,
ignoring the death bells.
Tides hit the rocks
with frozen blocks.
They plow through the sand
with sharp claws in hand.
Momentum without end;
A force we cannot bend.
SUSANNE LEIST 
I love this poem, Susanne! Beautiful word pictures!
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Thank you. And I wasn’t sure about this one.
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Great poem, Susanne!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you! I’m beginning to realize that if I write poetry without thinking but allowing the words to flow, people like them better. In short, my brain gets in the way.
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WOW! Wonderful Susanne.
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Thank you so much!
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