waves tickle rocks – co-written with Michael Reuteman

waves tickle rocks

and claim supremacy

clouds cover peaks

to dictate this day

love blocks reason

as parting seasons

give way—    to Asian anchors


I walked through this forest

congruently lost, I

had a compass calamity

New North was just a tree-fancied nest

disorienting, dark and closed

so I ascended the high, airy plateau

to sing my sun and sea


rays broke clouds magnificient

she listened to awareness in me

free, blue water determined

wave-wet rocks

tickled to be

the lapping lick

of her supremacy


anchors, away



About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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