There is beauty in the angry sea as waves crash up on shore.
The water swells a violent green
with white caps in between.
In awe I stare, birds unaware;
are soaring overhead
The westcoast is so pretty here
no space for sad and dread.
The forest green,
plants in between
the beauty all around.
With snow or sun
plants nearly done, it's gorgeous; every glance-
Gives happiness a chance
I leave it here, my feelings here, and send them off to play,
The sea will drown
my angry frown
and send me on my way
And then I think, the angry sea, as beautiful as it be,
Maybe there's beauty in me?
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Author notes
OK this one is complete, but not complete. I'm still considering editing it. It feels a lil corny but I thought of it at the beach and I was without pen. Dang me anyway! The one day I forget pad and paper,I get an idea. Murphys law for ya! I thought I'd remember til i got home. I even tried to keep it all in my head but something went askew between the beach and home. sigh...anyway here it is. Any comments, helpful constructive criticism (only) welcome.
peelingsunburn
Written January 8th, 2005
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I really like this poem. I'm a big nature poem fan. The rhyme really went well with the idea and the words flowed smoothly. The sea is a beautiful thing. I live on the East Coast, but still some of the emotions still can share. The semi colens made is slow down tho. Well good job and keep writing.
~Rider -
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I really liked this. I too am on the west coast (BC) and can completely identify with what you have to say. Many a time I have let the tumbling sea pound the negative thoughts from my head and heart. You have conveyed this very well

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