The black water foamed upward, releasing a stench of foul gas into the air.

On the far side of the pool, water foamed over the ruins of an ancient dam.

The water foamed less furiously about them now.

On the other side of the boat the water foamed and a wingtip beat the surface listlessly.

The gorge was scarcely more than thirty feet wide at this point, so the water foamed through like a mill race.

But then the waters foamed white and free Just as my love turned false to me.

At its base, water foamed like breakers hitting a shore.

The water below the bridge bubbled and foamed, crashing against the shore.

Off to the side, a hundred yards away, water foamed around the base of a rock.