Ocean Wind

Ocean Wind Spokenwords by Lesley Wood The wind is violent, Knocking, flapping and rustling, Slapping, tumultuous Rolling like waves I am swept Savoring the mad sea-breeze Savoring life Rolling the sweetness on my tongue Palm fronds slap delicious A storm is brewing Ocean spray spits smartly Birds give way Mother Nature is respected here Nothing is contained To the Queen we all bow and give way Glance furtively under slit lids Perhaps her wake, her eye will pass us by With no more than a slap or tweaked cheek Her notice, her scornful gaze Can turn our hearts to waste Our lives to dust Our ocean mother laughs at the weak Barricade of glass Her tinkling laughter can shatter dreams But oh, her majesty What glorious banners she weaves To trail her horizon is fool’s folly Her train may wreck, Her abuses bruise us But to behold her wake, her glory Her tresses, her face Risking defeat and death is A small price to pay Surfing the wind, surfing the sun After all nothing remains the same- And my life is but a mere passing dust speck In the mote of her eye Keep me here fair queen Bowed by your feet Please don’t rub me out-just yet All sadness departs when I hear your music In the rustling flapping of leaves The ocean roars and thunder booms Your symphony oh sweet dear Your symphony this day So priceless to pay Melon rolls sweetly on my tongue Drops of honey linger-a tart tang Like a mermaid lying beached upon the sand Gathering in the ancient hush of the sea These rumblings of the planet Sea spray bathing my face Foam like the spurts of cum From a loved one Lovers embrace The rhyme and song is ancient I feel a soft hush rumbling lullaby Sea song siren cry The rhythm and lull The beat like sex An orgasmic crescendo Again and again-my heart beats in rhythm to hers The goddess of the sea Surfing the sun, surfing the wind Rays like waves splash my face. © 2010 Lesley Wood img src=http://www.ancient-code.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/king-tides-ocean-waves-beach.jpg