The high and low of ocean tides
its rhythm leaves one breathless
choppy swell of emotions subsides
mysterious ocean sprays are endless
Listening to the songs of whales
in the distance large billowy sails
navigating mystical seas of blue
an albatross comes into view
WD 2026 April Pad Challenge Day 21
For the third Two-for-Tuesday prompt:
- Write a high poem and/or...
- Write a low poem
I love this one. Especially the line: mysterious ocean sprays are endless.
ReplyDeleteI love "listening to the songs of whales." Right now, the ocean here is a whale highway as the moms and babies travel from the birthing grounds in Baja to the feeding grounds up north.
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