My Own Sea Of Blues... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

there is no salt
in your sea of
blue, i guess,
it is all bitterness
in there
but wait
there is a blueness in
the sea
that makes this world
a waving
experience, foamy white
sea caps,
white sea gulls hovering
for a school
of fish
a yacht with lovers
a fishing boat loaded with
a big catch
children swimming
along the coast
sunbathing babes
multicolored beach
surfing boards
on my own interpretation
of the sea
of blues....

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 14, 2011

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