A couple days ago, we were commanded to write a "6 room" poem. As required I wrote it. So in remembrance of Wales I here by present you this poem.
Calm and Turbulent Waters
The sun peeks through turbulent clouds
Warm and comforting,
Bright against the greying sky
Wild horses race towards me
Than submerge under deep blue waves
As their manes lap against crystal shores
And carve rocky caverns in towering cliffs
While heather sways in their grassy beds
The wind whistles and howls
Waves crash then roar in anger
At rocks blocking their way
Roaring
Roaring
Roaring
The smaller waves lap against the sand
Like a little dog's tongue slurping up water
Birds screech above me
As they skim through the air
I feel calm
The serenity and anger of the sea
Is nothing
Where is the wind taking me?
I am safe though, safe on shore
Being pushed somewhere new
