Turbulence.

 

 

Turbulence.

 

The great breast of sea swells tonight
and her efforts to rise are heightened
when heaving breaths inflate her skin
to swollen balloons that topped thinly
in spume burst for the sea is in labour
intent on birthing convulsive breakers.

 

Wild she roars with timely pitch to get
to shore, finds her efforts are checked
then sweeps out once more to tumble
somersaults over spilt foam grumbling
in turbulence and submarine pounding
as waves explode with ferocious sound.

 

Face bloated yet movement no slower
her bellows ignored white saline flows
down liquid cheeks as rollers navigate
beach for this sea must deliver hastily,
she needs to abort and bare all tonight
in tortuous embrace with a Neap~Tide

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Intense personification! V1 - love the breast & birth nuances. V2 - incredible capturing of how the title manifests! V3 - "white saline flows down liquid cheeks" (love this!) This is the most original writing, crammed with vivid dynamic imagery! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Fay Slimm]

Massive thanks Margie for your visit and review of Turbulence - much appreciated your approval of my use of imagery - it seems never far from my mind when I write - -

[Dave Brown]

very nicely done
Our ferry system is having trouble with all the turbulence and somersaults and is grumbling at the foam and pounding rollers

[Fay Slimm]

Can appreciate how oceanic disturbance throws its weight against man-made boats whatever their size - -hope your ferry escaped its tossing and did not capsize - - good to get your read and review Dave.