i sat by the ocean
oh what a beautiful place to be
away from commotion
just the moon, the sand, and me
and i, for once, felt calm
no more war, no more cries
a subtle grasp from the ocean's palm
i became aware of my size
and in that moment
i am no one
nothing at all
it wouldn't matter if i were ten. feet. tall.
i still would mean nothing at all
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caroline-o (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Wow it's been a while since I've posted. Also, this poem was very spontaneous so excuse me if it is poorly written. I miss posting on here however, so you can expect a few more poems sometime in the future.
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It's nicely written caroline
Thank you!
Good write.
Thank you. 🙂
I find the power of the ocean to be a great leveller. Akin to sitting amid the hills of a windswept day or beneath the tapestry of stars on a clear night. Each of those teach me of my insignificance and somehow bring a peace to my frustrations.
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