It's Still Life

Tsunami 

The pebbles roll
and wheel,
and blabber in its foreign tongue.

It’s a weedy pitched language,
an unfamiliar voice of
waves pulling
at the beach’s happy aspect.
And then it cackles
with laughter.

Foam dribbles off sleeves of kelp,
unhinged
from the pier,
a wave draws back breath
and swells again.

And then it gurgles death’s rattle,
fighting an ebb retreat,
and seethes.

Written for dVerse #ThesaurusDay using the following words: blabber; cackle; dribble; gurgle; seethe.  ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter