The really strong run,
Above all others is the tide.
A tide is staunch. a tide is virile,
a tide is healthy, however.
Oceans, however hard they try,
Will always be sky-blue.
Now azure is just the thing,
It gets me wondering if oceans are chromatic.
The Naval is the watchdog.
watchdog is naval.
"Yes sir", said the naval,
And "yes sir" then "yes sir" again.
Oceanic is dancing.
dancing is oceanic.
Now irrational is just the thing,
It gets me wondering if the oceanic is jaundiced.
Don't believe that the seafaring is stormy?
the seafaring is calm beyond belief.
Now serene is just the thing,
To get me to wonder if seafaring is unagitated.
I cannot help but stop and look at the gentle saltwater.
Are you upset by how docile it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the saltwater so aristocratical?
At The Shore
Borklo Solomon
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/27/2022
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