The boat skims
the salty water
overflowing with life.
Sunlight reflects
off gentle waves
filling the air
with fractured stories,
fabricated to hide
what lies below,
a net to catch
wondering wanderers.
Clouds
of ashen gray
roll across the sky,
obscuring
the blinding sun.
The water seems
darker,
a veil
covering hidden treasure.
The boat is tossed
from mane
to mane
of roaring lions;
a never-ending fight.
All to hide
what I now know-
an ecclectic heart
far below.
Please tell me what you think!
I think this is an awesome poem! Good job sarah! *epic hi-five*
ReplyDeleteyou should also post the picture you drew to go with this.
I really liked it I loved the sybolism. It was really good I usually don;t understand the poems people write but i understood this one off the spot. Great JOb!
ReplyDeleteThanks! kiki, i believe you mean *epic challenged high-five in slow-mo* and i dont feel like posting the picture.
ReplyDeletethanks again!