Thalassophobia

Fear of the ocean? Or maybe fear of commitment?

They call me an ocean

a wondrous mystery.

With ravishing waves

and imposing clouds above me.

They say I bear things deep within me

which no one has yet to fathom.

.   .   .

If this is the case

I AM THE OCEAN

and everyone admires my clouds and waves.

Most wallow in the tepid shallows

all are too cowardly to swim:

terrified to love.

.   .   .

He was enthralled by the waves

and bewitched by the clouds.

So he waded in the shallows

and was further smitten by the ocean.

He contemplated the horizon

And despite the incredulity,

he began to swim.  

Author's Note

Is anyone really completely unafraid of the ocean?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing and lively use of words. I liked the energy and the drive of the words. I enjoyed the flow of thoughts leading to strong ending. Thank you Riley for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Riley Justine]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you so much for reviewing!

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.

[Asante]

Wonderfully written! This had me interested throughout, being a fan of references to the ocean in writings and such, and the font change in the last line put this over the top for me. Not sure if that was the intent, but it was brilliant! Great job!

[Riley Justine]

I was definitely hoping the change of font on the last line would make it feel a little more intense. I'm glad you enjoyed it and thanks for reviewing!

[Benny Swells]

nice. pa seriously approves of this poem.