The Ocean Storm

The Ocean Storm

The heaving ocean bellows

rages, moans, swears, groans

the moon is hiding scared

as it hears the deathly tones


In its ominous vastness

Its wailing cry creates

Erratic metronomic waves

With deep music roaring


Waves lap the sandy beach

the dark night smell of brine

the night gathers its tatters

and the sky starts to whine


Waters tumbling toward the abyss

lighting crashing, reaping open

the heaven’s dark veil

revealing timeless eternity  


Forging its own sea-song

The ocean stronger, stronger

it roars; tosses in a drunken stupor

as it curses the night away


  • Michael Edwards

    A pleasure to read - I could feel and smell it - great write rr.

  • Goldfinch60

    Super write, I was there, the sea is a most powerful and wonderful glory of nature.

  • Ivory

    Powerful and beautiful at the same time. Loved it.

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