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On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusian's underscored treasures;
Take all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
I heard a domestic, marine oiling;
My small mouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broken dead floating silken;
In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bate, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
above and below ocean mangrove trees;
also threw my whiting on shore of seas;
Was standout, breakout stout watery breeze;
When thinking of underwater ocean
Think seaweed in liquid torrent motion ?
3/30/19
Urban Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sonnet poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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