A brilliant blue sea,
Sits idly, happy as can be.
It’s crystal view,
Sparkles as if brand new,
The cool calm water,
Hides a truth you knew.
The murky green ocean,
Resting a malicious devotion.
A shrouded blanket,
Covering it’s true intent,
For storms are brewing,
Which you couldn’t predict.
The grey clouds mirror the grey sea.
Their sadness shared as one,
Their hatred crashes together.
The land below bends to it’s will,
A painful joy of endless thrill.
Black waves crash upon the sea wall,
The oceans wrath revealed to all.
A dark bile brewed in ocean deep,
It’s hidden price, one too steep.
The coast now wrapped tight,
Trapped under the water’s blight.
Oct 1, 2022
Oct 1, 2022 at 5:45 AM UTC
A brilliant blue sea,
Sits idly, happy as can be.
It’s crystal view,
Sparkles as if brand new,
The cool calm water,
Hides a truth you knew.
The murky green ocean,
Resting a malicious devotion.
A shrouded blanket,
Covering it’s true intent,
For storms are brewing,
Which you couldn’t predict.
The grey clouds mirror the grey sea.
Their sadness shared as one,
Their hatred crashes together.
The land below bends to it’s will,
A painful joy of endless thrill.
Black waves crash upon the sea wall,
The oceans wrath revealed to all.
A dark bile brewed in ocean deep,
It’s hidden price, one too steep.
The coast now wrapped tight,
Trapped under the water’s blight.
The last two stanza were written as separate poems about the sea, however combined into one with the original view of the ocean.
