Surrounded by sea;
Is the place for me.
I sit on my dock;
On a chair I do rock;
And stare to the west;
To watch the sunset.
I hear some fish jump;
And feel the waves bump;
While I sit there alone;
Watch the boats head for home.
As the sky turns to ink;
The stars there do wink;
And the sea transforms black;
As its ripples wink back.
Reposted in response to W3 Prompt #61: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week Heather’s prompt: “Write a poem in any style about a place that evokes emotion (a place where you find poetry).”
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