I can find you some poems that contain "waves" or "tides":
Li Bai: The waves beat the stone walls of Tianmen.
Li Shen: Dieyun is full of mountains.
Lu You: The waves are still turning over the lonely moon.
Yang Wanli: Why did Langfu move?
Zhao Wei: The waves are high and the books are sparse.
Fan Chengda: The waves are flying.
Wang Yucheng: A fairy boat wrapped in waves and herons.
Text: The waves are boundless, like Xiaoxiang.
Su Shi: Waves turn over sand like a gourd ladle.
Su Shi: Make waves and kill a dust.
Yang Wanli: The tide rises and falls, and flies back to the wind.
Su Shi: The tide rises in Xiling.
Zhang Lei: The tide can't reach Pengshan.
Li Shen: Autumn leaves have fallen in Jinling, and the tide has passed.
Wang Ling: When the tide comes back, you will see the yellow beach.
Su Zhe: The tide is wide, the sky is low and the sun is fresh.
Su Shi: White waves rise and green sand rolls.
Li Shen: The tide is rising, there is wind and fog.
Yuan Zhen: the tide gives birth to wild pond spring.
Du Mu: The tide sends cold rain to Jiujiang.