Joe Wahlman – Autumn Waves

Autumn Waves


Lake Superior black rock shore,

an autumn chill in the wind—

pink cheeked, my son

stood with me

in the spray of the waves—

mighty lake waves—

rolling towards us,

exploding on the rocks—

roaring water—

rhythmic white walls of water

growing and falling

in the wind—

            My son roared right back at them,

                        arms overhead—

                        Eyes full of wonder,

                                                I watched him instead.

Joe Wahlman was raised in Michigan’s Upper Penninsula, where he now lives with his wife and son. He has taught English for fourteen years in both Colorado and Michigan.


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