We went down to the sea ..

THE SEA

Oh, the sea,

the sea,

the sound of the sea,

the sight of the glistening sea.

the smell,

oh, that smell,

the smell of my sea,

the smell, of my seaweed sea.

I feel my sea,

my blue green sea,

I hear my seaweed sea.

I scan my emerald sea,

my frothy foamy sea,

again I smell,

that smell,

that smell of my seaweed sea.

© Megan Sampson Sept 1998

2nd stanza Aug 2014