THIN BLACK LINE
D9 DARK WAVES ( STAR BOLTED RESERVE)

A small bump in deep ocean 

Passing over and under

whales, fish and ships alike.

Unnoticed, unremarkable.

BUT…

This little wave stretched

for miles.

 

In darkness, first the birds cried.

Wind slowly built,

coming in from the sea.

The tsunami.

 

The ocean bed raw,

gazing up at

Anthropocene's sky.

Leaving fish, 

to gasp and drown.

A landscape last seen

by strange eyes

in Jurassic times.

 

She lifted the entire ocean.

A wall of water and trees,

cars and telegraph poles.

And crushed my town.

 

I never heard it.

Didn’t see waters draw back.

Racing faster than a cheetah,

she dropped.

Killer wave, harbour wave.

 

Death, rides her sea chariot.

Green weeds trail from her hair.

Galloping at the elements pace.

 

Foaming, howling, 

screaming into the wind. 

Dominion is claimed.

 

Drowning in water and debris,

Not knowing which way is up.

Or why I have to die,

With lungs full of mud. 

 

In random manic spree,

pluck one, spare the next.

Ripping trees, climbing hills

And screaming, with delight.

 

© Dai Fry 30th August 2019.

Revised 5th March 2020.

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