the sounds of seagulls greet us
as we drive closer to the sea
white foamy waves await our arrival
to dive deep into cerulean blue sea
children collect seashells on white sands
oblivious to the mysteries of the sea
unlike fisherman casting nets to catch fish,
their livelihood dependent upon the sea
I dream of us under moonlight
listening to roaring waves of the sea
Maria tosses a bottle holding a message
with hope to cross the sea
- Written for
dVerse Poetics: By the Beautiful Sea. I decieded to try my hand at the Ghazal poetry form which I have been reading about over the summer. Let me know what you think.
