Atlantic Ocean
Sybil Austin Skakle Beneath cloud-free skies, I’ve often seen you Your surface as calm as ocean can be Watched in awe your fury as thunderous Waves sent spray skyward I have tasted your brine upon my tender lips Buoyant in your arms under the hot sun Have watched the sea gulls soar above me Seen sun rise from horizon’s rosy edge And moon cast silver upon your dark face Listened to your lullaby, as I slumbered Shared with you joy, betrayal and sorrow Sought your comfort and counsel in trials Known your moods in summer, spring, winter, fall Your azure expanse reaches beyond view Your depths are like mysteries of Heaven Atlantic Ocean, heard at my birth, My remains at death will lie near your voice. This poem first appeared in A Celebration of Poets, Published by the International Library of Poetry, 1998 |
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