An Oceanwave

A swallow flattered to an oceanwave;

With a tip of the wings caressing the bearded froth

The bird expelled an exult or rather a crave.

A pattern of serpent the bird did draw

Circling the uncombed chaos

Provoking the Poseidon`s angry claw.

With a tide came an answer from the oceanwave,

It hissed a subdued,depleted roam,it complained,

Being a chained servant,a mere slave.

A man with a white waterfall beard

Possessing muscles from a Greek myth

Waded from distance, swearing was heard.

Wherever he thundered his words with a blast,

The salt licked boulders,sister pebbles

Or stones were erased, cut out to the past.

With a strident stroke of an ancient sword

In Tsunami turned his hatred,

Trying to hush the little bird,our raging lord.

With a sense of delusion the feathered melody soared;

What an irony, that the untamed power

Was short of a grasp, and the bird scored.

By Jurcix, 2009