long wet tongue of roaring water
uncurls from the mouth of the sea
ravishingly reaching it's goal of land
licking up the city, debris and sand
chewing up all that gets in its way
spitting it out like stinky garbage
letting it land wherever it may
twisting around, full and satisfied
and just goes away
Author notes
all the world is a stage
-shakespeare.
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What did you think
Comments
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Oh wow. Great write. I am so happy to have had the chance to read it. Thanks so much for posting it in the group list and giving me that oppurtunity! Keep up the great writing!!
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Great imagery and flow I could feel the wave as it crashed around me and tried to drag me back to it's depths. Very well done Steve good luck in the contest.


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"This above all: to thine own self be true". - Hamlet (Act I, Scene III). "I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at". Othello Quote (Act I, Scene I). "To mourn a mischief that is past and gone is the next way to draw new mischief on". Quote (Act I, Scene III). I think all three things could doth be said to lend upon this poet. Do you have a keen interest upon the Wordsmith or did ye simply find his marks?
All the world is a stage and all the men and women mearly puppets.
Best of luck
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It was one option for the prompt. I decided to go with this. Thanks for your comments.
Steve
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I love the way you took this prompt
you rocked this one hun well done Hugs Angel♥

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That pretty much sounds exactly what a wave does. They sure will chew on you a bit if you let them lol.
Awesome metaphors. It almost has a taste of armagedon.
Good luck in the contest
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You have brought the ocean to life, given it hunger, and it has swallowed up the land. Visually written. I could see it, feel the spray, and felt the urge to run.


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