Thursday, April 1, 2010

Ocean

Waves are slowly rolling up
Onto the beach,
Barely brushing the dry, hot sand.




Unknown,
The massive size
Of the ocean is.




Where everything is
Only the animals
That live within it know
Entirely what it contains.




Nothing
Can even attempt,
To impede the motion
Of the water
And the churning of the sand.




Where
Does the beach begin
And where
Does the ocean end?

Not knowing
May seem as though
It is a tragedy
But the mystery,
Keeps everything in place.




The ocean,
Is one of the best,
And most unbelievable,
Natural wonders,
That is unexplainable.

4 comments:

  1. I really like the poem, but it is almost a little too choppy. Just because it is poetry doesn't mean that it has to have really short lines. If they are longer, then imagining a wave is easier. good job though!

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  2. I really like you poem, but I also kind of agree with Kelsey. ALthough in my opinion it's okay I just thnk you should change the space in between each line so that there isn't so much of it.

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  3. Honestly, I disagree with Claire and Kelsey. I liked your style, and the shorter lines made room for people to notice your voice more. Nice job

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  4. I like this poem, and I also agree with Kelsey and Claire, although it is fine the way it is now. Longer lines might make the poem more elongated -- sorry that word doesn't really fit with what I'm trying to say -- and make the reader hang onto each sentence more.

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