All I can hear is the ocean. The waves lap against the shore and recede steadily. As I step, I can hear the sand crunching below me. I hop from one spot to the next in order to avoid seaweed and various pebbles and shells.
The noise of the world starts to fade in. Seagulls, people, cars. Soon I can’t even hear the ocean anymore. Its sound has been masked by the pollution that is modern day life.
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Author:
Lisa Wilson (
Offline) - Published: June 10th, 2018 13:58
- Category: Reflection
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HI LISA WELCOME TO MPS ! I enjoyed your first Poem it tackles one of the major Pollution Problems of the 21st C on our overcrowded Planet ~ NOISE ~ there is also PLASTIC ! Our Beaches and Seas are a disgrace and nowhere is quiet anymore ~ STOP THE WORLD I WANT TO GET OFF ! Thanks for caring & scaring ~ more please ~ Yours BRIAN The way MPS works is by mutual reading & commenting ~ please check my site ~ Thanks B !
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