Home
As ocean tides retreat from shore,
to sea, to peace, forevermore.
The darkest hue, of turquoise blue,
when morning starts anew.
At peace, at home, upon the sea,
the gentle flow, forever free.
A sudden breeze, an icy freeze,
the waves in stormy seas.
A flaming sun, so vibrant red,
preceding dusk, which lies ahead,
sinks slowly to the ocean floor,
at sea, at home, forevermore.
(Jennifer Martin)
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Author:
Jennifer Martin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In memory of a wonderful man who loved the sea, above all else.
- Category: Reflection
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- User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Lovely words 🙂
Thank you so much, yellowrose! He was a lovely man who adored being in his boat, on the ocean.
nicely written Jennifer
Thank you so much!!!
what a wonderfully vivid depiction
I'm envious of this 'Home' you paint so majestic
and yes, I too am a lover of seaside's capacity
to heal and inspire: endlessly...
thank you, for choosing to share
Hello, L.B. Mek! Thank you, kindly, for your lovely words! The sea is an endless source of wonder and comfort for so many. Thank you, again!
I totally totally get the love for the sea. The most beautiful place to be. Left to it's own devices it would always be serene it's the weather patterns that make it angry
Hello, Fozzy! Thank you so much for your kind words! Yes, the sea, itself, would not be so volatile, if it weren't for the weather. {And yet, the weather (wind, rain...) is beautiful, as well.} : )
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