vast waves of ocean
churning, dying, being reborn
bright flashes of lightning
cracking across the crackling sky
loud booms of thunder
rumbling and roaring right above you
is this home?
does this feel like home?
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
