Waves arch their backs
like an angry cat
and hissing
like a very angry cat.
Waves run to me
with outstretched arms.
Acrobatic waves
somersaulting
groaning-puffing
with Mardi Gras costumes
and feathery costumes.
Waves leaving behind
moon dust
and diamonds.
Waves howling to each other
Waves holding their breath
Then lunging strong
Some waves wearing black
some waves get lost
turn around as if to return.
Wish I could become a flying wave
Clawing rolling
Yelling wave language
as crawling to the shore
Wish could take
white fur surf
and wrap around
my neck so soft.