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Oceans Deep
by Melissa ArelWatching the tide roll out to sea
my toes press deeper into the sand
The waters flow over them,
lapping around my ankles
White foam washes upon the shore,
salty bubbles popping as if
there's a secret it wants to share
I listen to its laughter
come and go in waves 07/02/2015
Author's Note: My first Tag poem in about 4 years lol.. well K, it begins.
Posted on 07/03/2015
Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 07/03/15 at 08:50 PM When creativity laps my feet, never mind my ankles, I am going to respond. But apart from all that, I love this poem! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/05/15 at 09:19 PM "salty bubbles popping as if
there's a secret it wants to share
I listen to its laughter
come and go in waves" - very playful lines, like the waves. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/06/15 at 01:02 AM Beautiful. |
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