Free Verse Poetry

When the Ocean is a Mother to Me

the waves pull back softly from the shore
like a mother waking her babe

and the bright blue sky is like her arms
gently molding me to her breast

the world opens wide, and the gulls sing to me:
“Wake now, my darling, and live and live and live!”

I float somewhere in this baby blue light
cradled unto the heavens

alive and feathery free

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