The sea awakens
as a kraken
in-and-out of sleep,
rises from the deep,
a staccato stutter
of briny breath
(with undertones of birth and death).
Its growl grows, rocks and rolls
waves into oceanic roar,
a seismic tempest never heard before.
Kim M. Russell, 13th January 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: Roaring in the New
De is our host this Monday, and she wants to get us roaring with the first quadrille of 2020.