Rolling Waves of the Sea,
You glide ever so gracefully.
With the sun you shine,
Brighter than the sun that sits on the skyline.
How beautiful those waves are,
Looking afar.
But all too soon,
At your feet before afternoon.
Gazing upon those lovely waves,
You feel enslaved.
"Time To Go",
Your mother says with a voice aglow,
With a picture portrayed in your mind,
You go home and paint that picture confined.
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Author:
Lizzy Renee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 8th, 2017 09:21
- Comment from author about the poem: I like watching waves when I go to the Beach. They are so lovely as creatures of movement.
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
HI LIZZIE ~ Thanks for another lovely Poem ! I too love the sea and it always stirs my MUSE and makes me want to paint ! We are lucky in the UK which is a small island and we are never more than 70 miles from the Coast ! I know in Canada you can be many hundreds of miles from the Sea but you also have hundreds of awesome Lakes ! Hugs ~ BRIAN The area of Canada is 40 times greater than that of the UK !
I used to live in Panama City , Florida . I know how strong the call of the sea resonates within all of us . Excellent write .
Very nice Lizzy. I so love the water and the waves. Great expression here 🙂
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