In the oceans breeze

Just a random piece of ink that came out.

The wrath of the oceans, froth upon a barren shore

Spraying a dampened dew upon that which had tore

As the night descends and day is long past prime

The shadows of confusion, dance, laugh and rhyme

 

Rocks become terrifying monsters

Lobsters morph into blood red demons

Sea stars become sharp spinning blades

Cutting away the heart soul in spades

 

The tide, it pulls away the stain

The moon shine, a relief from pain

The sand covers the sin filled past

Forever lost, as long as time does last

 

With morning light and the sun’s bright ray

The person who once was, gone, couldn’t stay

The breeze is now slow and sweet as wine

The memories old, gone into the seas salt brine.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

The imagery you paint to the reader in the lines... as the tide comes in and out of this piece...and the way you display the images of rocks - lobsters - sea star - like they are larger than life... and again in the third stanza with the tide again -moon - and sand...the aftermath with the fourth stanza...the effect is transformed in a more peaceful... more pleasant serene...

[Wolfwind]

Many thanks for such a wonderful response to the poem! =)

[Glen Yumang Manese]

You're welcome...this captures sections of events...and gives much to the reader is lapse time...

[DogDrawler]

Very pawsome write. Quite lovely detail.

[Wolfwind]

Thanks! =)

[Renny]

This is sooooo beautiful.

[Wolfwind]

Thanks for taking a moment to read the poem! I really appreciate it! =)