Marine Midnight

January 6, 2011
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Caressing turquoise fingers
Gently touch the shore.
The moon's reflection glitters
Across the mirrored floor.
The air smells clean and fresh,
The sand floats in the wind
The water and sky touch
Wherever the horizon ends.
There is no sound but quiet
And waves like rustles in the trees.
I melt into the world
In this soft ocean breeze.





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Lexie96 said...
Oct. 24, 2011 at 6:53 am
Wow, this is stunning. I seriously just thought that I was standing and staring out at the water. This is seriously amazing and you are incredibly talented. Do you think maybe you could check out my work sometime? Please?
 
Ms. J. said...
Jan. 25, 2011 at 10:22 am

We love the personification and imagery! Beautiful poem!

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