Ocean's View:

I like to walk the oceans
Cold surface floor
Like a sad song
That plays on repeat
Ever so consistently,

I watch and wait
Till the day breaks dawn
Clear streaks
Of blue and grey
Light up my evening sky
Before my very eyes;

With shades of blood red
Ever and vine
I watch and wait
Till twilight consumes
My every waking thought

Returning to the cities
Loud obnoxious streetlights
Are even less appealing than
My maroon bedroom
Seems to be lately

I waited till the black sky
Flitted through everything
I had once knew
This is who I had once been,
Thoughts and words
Consumed by meaningless

I am a girl without meaning,
A soul unguided
And dissipating,
before my very eyes
I see the truth.


  1. What a gorgeous poem. I love the word painting.

    I am a poet too, haven't written much poetry the past month though :) I wrote poetry in one line stanza's today. That was a great experiment.

    Greetings from the A to Z trail,
    Sylvia @ Playful Creative

    1. Ah, one line stanza's are the trickiest for me. I tip my hat to you.
      Thanks for stopping by. I'm glad you enjoyed my poem.


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