THE POWERS OF THE OCEANA Poem by andrew mitchell
The powers of the ocean
Can be cruel in its motion Enveloping the helpless bringing terror to their eyes. Drawing those to its darkness; By waves controlled by skies. Looking harmless on entry, Succumbing to its caress, The sea robs life when hungry; Commands the utmost respect. A cruel sea in motion, A burial ground for some And by the powers of the ocean, When salty deeds are done.
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6 Reviews Added on February 23, 2015 Last Updated on March 19, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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