In the shallow waters, children play
Crashing waves all night and all day
Beautiful shells, colorful fish
For what more could one wish?
Then you go deeper, into the open
Where whales roam and ships lay broken
Filled with multitudes of life
With which the ocean is rife.
Deeper still, into the abyss
Where light dies and things seem amiss
Monstrous things with long, jagged teeth
Swim all around in the underneath.
Then there is the bottom of it all
It's there that you feel so very small
No man can go that deep
Down where lies the things that sleep.
Where all is quiet, and all is still
Where the water is thick and the pressure will kill
There lies the unexplored, the unexplained
What wonders now does it contain?
So next time you see the ocean blue
Remember that it's more than it's lovely hue
From lovely fish to horrible fright
As light as day to darker than night
YOU ARE READING
Imagination
Poetryim·ag·i·na·tion /iˌmajəˈnāSH(ə)n/ noun the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses. Otherwise known as "Musings of the Balladeer." This is an anthology of poetry I've written...
