Poem

Wild Waves

Image by: Jeanette Stickel

Published on:

March 28, 2022

Read time:

1 min.

A wild wave, rushes
toward a rocky outcrop,
thrusts itself across the craggy
black surface, spills with abandon,
veiling the rock with white rivulets,
sends forth a mist that lifts,
and lifts and lifts

to where I stand on the bluffs,
baptized by the ocean’s breath.
My spirit yields, while I breathe in
particles of stone
released from the craggy rock.
And my spirit lifts,
and lifts, and lifts.

Jeanette Stickel

Jeanette W. Stickel received a first-place award for a small collection of poems at the Mendocino Coast Writers’ Conference in 2006 and an Honorable Mention prize in the international Utmost Christian Poetry Contest in 2011. In addition to poetry, she writes children’s stories and won the 2020 North Street Book Prize for her self-published picture book, Mama’s Needle as well as a manuscript competition at the Ventura/Santa Barbara SCBWI conference.

Cover image by Keanu-Mark Bisera-Freitas.

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