Haiku x10

High tide approaches;
Water swirling, rushing in-
Anticipation.


Hands intertwining-
Looking out with wistful eyes-
The music pounding.


Green blue and yellow,
Self absorbed-in their own world,
Fish dressed brightly dance.


A heartbeat aligned
To the drum of the water:
A swish, swish, boom, boom


Souls blend as feet move.
Ev’rything ever wanted-
Please don’t wake me up


No past, no future
Save the waves come crashing in.
An endless cycle.


Temp’rature rising.
The water dark and clouded-
Yet the sun is bright


Perspiration drips:
A secret unknown by most,
The world in itself.


Where is this going?
Water forever rising:
A swish, swish, boom, boom


Remembering sand-
Water swirling, rushing back;
Low tide approaches.


-Dancing Flame