Poetry Prompt: Waves



I Saw Her Standing There


Hey Dude

I saw her standing there

in the shallows

shunning your advances

as you teased her toes.

She twisted and turned

and swayed her hips

as the wind whipped

hair around her face.

My heart went boom

when I crossed that room

and I longed to sweep her

into my arms, hold her hand

in mine, and sink into the

rhythm of the ocean’s song.

How could I dance with another

when I saw her standing there?

My heart went boom

but I didn’t mean to

bump her so hard.


~ In memory of the Cocoa Beach wave that ripped my ACL.

Silliness offered in response to Tweetspeak Poetry’s prompt to write a poem from the perspective of a wave.