by the sea

my first poem

by the sea

beneath the yellow and sagging 

moon

is the house 

where i spend my summers.

on the porch, i can smell 

the salt in the air

and think about the ocean.

i wonder if fish

think about what happens

on land.

if they spend nights

in their summer homes

by the land 

beneath the yellow and sagging 

moon.

Reviews

[G. K. Bostic]

Love the thought process....nice.

[KAREN]

I reallly like this poem! It get's me to thinking!

[Hayley]

It's very pretty and unique. Well done!