Ocean Thoughts
A poem is an ocean
Your thoughts are the waves while
imagination floods your mind
Imagery floods your poem and
allow it to take over
- When you open your mind you find
that the path to the sea is calm;
but as you approach it gets louder
you hear nothing but the waves crashing
and you’re overwhelmed with the warm smell of salt
The breeze only invites you with sharp, cold winds
You silently sit and pray; you wonder how you ended up there
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