Wave

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
December 2018

By Irene Surprenant

 

I am a wave

I splash on soft shore

I feel the yellow sand

Fishes gliding in me

All windy days

I am so big

Sometimes

So big

Called

A tsunami

On sunny days

I am so small

Sometimes

not even there

Birds chirping above me

I am salty

The sky above me

making me blue

Without it, I’d be clear

People throwing trash in me

I hope it would stop soon

Because of the fishes

eating it

dying

I can’t feel

so many

tiny

scaly bodies

rubbing against

me anymore

But then more fish

get born

I feel them once again

I am so happy

Ode to Flowers Wave Irene Surprenant

Irene Surprenant, 8
Santa Clara, CA

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