Rings In The Ocean Poem by Emma Beverage

Rings In The Ocean



A small pink shell
on sun warmed sand,
struggles against the waves.
One leaf on a tree
flutters helpless
in the breeze.
Why the urgency?
Living or dying
is no splash in a puddle.
No rings in the ocean.
Why does my breast swell
with exaggerated importance?

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Emma Beverage

Emma Beverage

Roswell, New Mexico
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