The Ocean

By , Flower Mound, TX
Enormous rocks





and

rocky mountains,





water

sprayed as if from



a fountain-

sound of waves




crashing

fill humid air,

getting into a



wild ocean,

you


would





not






dare.

The sun rises and



sparkles on



glistening water,

a fisherman



fishes

with his daughter-

dark blue



light blue




sky blue
all shades of





blue,

waves and




light

grew


and




grew.

A chalky, white




moon

slowly descends-

and the



sun rises

again


and


again.





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PyroHearts This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 5, 2013 at 5:19 pm
I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing!
 
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