Ocean’s Fear
Ocean’s face changes as fast as an
Ocean’s wave crashes.
Fear fly’s across the face
And doubt surfaces like a volcano about to explode.
The cushion of the bed of which they sit on
gives the body a sense of rest.
The cool blue color of the room
endows a feeling of peace.
As the mysterious object approaches
The fear gets stronger.
The heat of the moment heats up inside.
And a tremble shoots through the skin.
Suddenly it’s over.
The flash takes place.
The picture is taken.
Ocean’s face changes as fast as an
Ocean’s wave crashes.
Fear fly’s across the face
And doubt surfaces like a volcano about to explode.
The cushion of the bed of which they sit on
gives the body a sense of rest.
The cool blue color of the room
endows a feeling of peace.
As the mysterious object approaches
The fear gets stronger.
The heat of the moment heats up inside.
And a tremble shoots through the skin.
Suddenly it’s over.
The flash takes place.
The picture is taken.
1 comment:
I really like your poem :]
It is very good and it is very true about the ocean because you never know what could happen out there.
Even though it looks so peaceful and beautiful...it's very scary at times!
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