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The Deep Ocean Floor

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The Deep Ocean Floor

Beginning with the gift of my first breath
On an island by the sea
Mother Ocean’s been a constant friend 
And companion next to me. 

From sandy beaches I once strode, searching
For shells washed up on shore;
From down in the depths where creatures crept
And I listened to the roar. 

Of foamy waves that splashed and bathed
My sun-tanned skin and bones -
Washing away those youthful days 
Near the refuge I called home. 

Before following winds that captured me then
Like a pirate in search of new treasure - 
Beyond the horizon where the sun sets and rises  
Uncharted, untethered, unmeasured. 

Miles beyond miles and years beyond years
Mother Ocean’s been my only domain – 
On ships that sailed and in times I failed
She’s always known my name. 

From St. Croix to the South Pacific,
Martinique to the River Nile – 
She’s been there when no one else cared
Turning rivers of tears into smiles. 

She’s been around throughout all that I found,
Love, hate and ruins of old – 
Ancient remains of cites and graves
Of names and faces unknown. 

Except to the Maker, the Giver, the Taker
Of all from stardust to dreams – 
Including this ocean and Her magical potion 
From now ‘till the end of all things.  

While now here I rest where white waves crest 
Caressing my mind once more – 
Listening to Her breeze whispering to me:
“Come down to my deep ocean floor.”    

Copyright © Terrell Martin

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  1. Date: 4/4/2013 4:21:00 PM
    Oh how I love the ocean. A very nice nature poem.

  1. Date: 4/1/2013 10:26:00 AM
    Having lived all my life surrounded by water I feel you, Terry. There's nothing like the roar of the ocean to purge the soul. You've captured your love of the ocean right down to the river Nile very neatly. Well done, my friend with the golden pen. :)

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 3:59:00 PM
    Terrell, I find it hard to believe going back to visit some of your work no one has discovered you yet...but they will, just keep entering and winning those contests...this is awesome....I've only been on soup about three months I guess and am not all that good and don't have as much time to read as I want but I do like it here....Donna

    Martin Avatar Terrell Martin
    Date: 3/31/2013 4:07:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Wow - thanks a lot Donna. I'll visit you later but right now it's beddy-bye time:) Thanks again, Terry