Tsunami
Many ripples have come about Stones thrown in quiet puddles Eventually spilling over the edge and running down Down into rivulets and streams Down into rivers and out to sea Changing the tide ever so slowly Ripples eventually change to waves Waves gather and gets spent on hardened shores Changing the shoreline slowly Some survive and keep on rolling Gathering momentum Forming tidal waves Forming a wave that none can stop The mother of all waves is coming our way She has grown tired of wasted,... Sign in to see full entry.