Sea

Emma Green on Oct 26, 2009

A poem I thought of within seconds of standing on a beach in New Quay, this weekend. As I watched the sea completing its day-to-day routine.

The sound
of the waves crashing,
stronger than a heart pound.

The surf thrashing
the ocean wall,
once blue then dashing
through to white.

Never tiring,
always holding out the fight.
Not even the constant surfer,
will interupt its course.

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Comments (8)

ken bultman on Oct 26, 2009
The sea has a day-to-day routine? lol. Loved the poem.
Payge on Oct 26, 2009
Very nicely written and liked it.But though I liked it,a picture of the ocean would have set this nicely written piece off to perfection.
larry84 on Oct 26, 2009
I like that one
cutedrishti8 on Oct 26, 2009
A great piece of work..
alc on Oct 26, 2009
Nice job!
Darla Cooke on Oct 27, 2009
Lovely poem.
Teves on Nov 3, 2009
I love this poem…
diamondpoet on Nov 5, 2009
I can actually visualize this through your writing.

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