The Rolling Waves Return

I watch the sea roll in, like
white crested swans riding the aqua blue,
exploding in flight at the shore,
and I feel the swell, the ebbing waves,
the rise and fall of time in harmonious array,
so calming to the soul,
as I in repose absorb the flow.
A myriad of colour in every wave inspires
such beauty of life in movement,
and I cannot know more bliss
than its soothing echo,
its aphonic words of peace,
that implores my soul to listen,
to hear its truth in glistening clarity.
Enticed by its salty redolence,
it opens my heart in crystal memories
of youth and summer days,
the warmth of sun and laughter
in the endless joy of being, and
the discovery of seeing such comfort
in the waves.
Like flames fireside,
mesmerized I am by those rolling waves,
their infinite movement so calming,
disarming my every woe,
until there are no misgivings at all,
just life enthralling,
with every breath I’m drawing.
Other days show another side,
when storms whip up the fray,
waves like white spirits fighting
clashing in violent rage,
and the gusts are harsh, stinging salt and sand,
the rocks as if adrift, wince in their tirade,
and the clouds grumble attesting doom.
Then come morning,
transformation in delicate thread, upholds life
with no words said,
just a calm and glimmering dawn,
as if the storm was but a dream,
and beauty found its stream of expression,
and the rolling waves return.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
My books link for review and purchase
- Brutal Night - March 30, 2021
- Like a Breeze Recalls - March 27, 2021
- Torrents - September 5, 2020







So expressive with vivid imagery. I can hear the sound, breathe the salty air, feel the calmness of rolling waves. Beautiful verse, Tony. Thank you for sharing the sea in its calmness and in its rage. I love it. Your verse is provocative, as if expressing emotions. Great work.
Glad you enjoyed it, I’ve had many lives as a sailor or associated with the sea, and it holds a fascination I can never discount. Glad you enjoyed it my friend.
You must expound on those lives some day, Tony. I have had lives of close association with the sea and have a strong love for it. I fear the sea, yet love it. I wish we could get together and share those life experiences.
I remember snippets of many lives: officer on a ship in battle, fellow officer was my best friend now, thief in Germany, ran a brothel, Viking- raping and pillaging, Roman soldier lots of blood and gore. Tony my friend, remembers far more than I and will be here sometime in March. So looking forward to catching up and revisiting our past. Cheers!
Good grief! You were a busy man in those lives. How exciting and special for you and your friend Tony to get back together again. You have inspired me to write about one past life recall, maybe tonight or tomorrow. Take care Tony, and have a good day.
hmmm … the poem is erotica. Love it!
Most expressive and enjoyed the imagery of the sea.
Pleased you enjoyed it Rasma, and appreciated your kind comment. take care.
I can taste the salt from the water with your words. I think if i could live at the beach forever that is where I would be happiest. Embracing life with friendly beachgoers and enjoying nature’s majesty. You have done a lovely job bringing me to that dream. Nice work my friend.
Thanks Paul, yes, it is my happy place too. Glad you enjoyed the work. Cheers!