it’s no longer waves
it’s tsunamis
completely engulfed
the only choice is to endure it
thrashing
gasping
suffocating
it seeps within
and then I start to overflow
[A sister poem/ follow up of sorts to Downpour.]
[Experimenting with some new challenges today – posting to, Miniature Writing Challenge #46: four elements of nature ( water, fire, earth, air), and Missing Letter Mondays: No B.]