The Land of the Coast

A poem I wrote in 7th grade for some contest I didn't place in... but hopefully, it earns a spot in the Cafe.

One gray early morning, I stood on Seacliff Mount.

My hands spread out, I walked to the edge,

I looked down, down to the vast sea.

I took a deep breath and dived down off the ledge.

 

Water was all around me, both black and green.

I saw a tiny jellyfish float gently beside me.

I saw a shark, a whale, and so much more.

And I thought to myself: If only people could see what I see.

 

My air was almost gone and I pulled myself up.

I took another breath, wanting to go back in glee,

But I stayed up for one minute more.

I thought once again: If only people could see what I see.

 

I pushed myself down, down to the depths of the ocean,

But this time to a deeper place under the sea.

And I saw creatures I could not name

I looked at them curiously while they stared back looking gloriously.

 

I swam back up the world beyond the sea,

Up and above to the land I had always known.

Faster and faster, up and up,

To the land of California, the land of the coast.

Author's Note

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