by Valiantpenguin   Sep 27, 2017

The ocean used to mean fear
Unknown things lurked in the dark
Grabbing at my legs
Waiting to pull me under
Beautiful but dangerous
Loved from afar
Too afraid to get to close
Afraid to be pulled under and consumed

Now when I look to the ocean I see your eyes
Bright and bold
With darkness lurking beneath still
But A darkness I understand
A darkness I want to explore
One that pulls me in closer
So I think I'm far enough away
Then all of a sudden I'm swallowed

Taken over
But I don't fight it
I let the darkness consume me
Take me over head to toe
Like it's where I was supposed to be all along


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  • 7 months ago

    by Emily Wacker

    Congratulations on the win! Well-deserved!

  • 8 months ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Judging comment

    "Ocean" By Valiantpenguin (10 points)

    An ocean is a scarey thing and a mighty thing. They hold so many perils, many have been lost to their depths and many more will follow.

    They are also places of tranquility and beauty. A sunny day with no wind would make their surface seem like glass.
    A day true sailors would despise for they require the wind.

    They hold so many things of beauty and they hold so many things that would make the hardiest and strongest of men wet themselves.

    The deepest part of our seas/oceans is called Challenger Deep. It is close to 11,000 feet at its deepest point. Almost seven miles at a quick guess.

    It is still not as deep or as impressive as your words.

    Whoever your sea may be I hope you are fully immersed in them and that you float together. Thank you for the imagery in this poem and the beauty within.

    A perfect (10) well done

  • 9 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Congratulations on a well deserved win x

  • 9 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    Congrats on your win!

  • 9 months ago

    by deeplydesturbed


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