Aloha,
Here are three waves shot on Oahu's North Shore, each with their own "personality." These waves are "shaking up" the water in their own expressive way. Great writers also do this. They change and alter data, exaggerate information, and distort facts to create truth that captures the imagination of their readers. That sounds like a lot, but consider the three waves.
They travelled all the way from Siberia! Enjoy!
Genre: ePlanet Poetry
Give Eon High Fives
Laying out empty ride's a little bumpy
More than slightly rough and never so tough
So pleasant the arrival her hand at survival
Though never in for glory tears tell the story
Evergreen through the seasons, she with her reasons
So good to be alive give Eon high fives
Now under the hush of the mud and the mush
She's felled along the way whoever will pay
Still the sun comes up to fill her cup
All she will say, is "Hey what's up?"
We tilled our need made her bleed
Still never will she ever give her love up
Now here she stands at the edge of man
With only a sigh warming disbelief
As the Guns of Gory make a run for glory
Only tears tell the story
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