Waves that rock
Boats in dock
Carry us away.
Sailors are we
Crossing blue sea
Seeking lands unknown.
The salty spray
A dazzling display
Gives wind weight.
As fish dare
To soar mid-air
We speed ahead.
Mysteries to uncover
We may discover
At journey’s end.
Brave are we
Those who see
Beauty in discovery.
Jamie Morris
May 09, 2008
Omg, this one is TIGHT! All I can say is I LOVE the metrics of this one, so simply, yet so deep!
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Thank you Danny! I’m glad to hear you enjoyed my poem!
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