Cold OceanA Poem by N.A.the ocean is alive the water's cold i run into the waves it's winter but there is no season cold enough body's numb i don't get how this is uncomfortable i lay on my back i float on the surface easily i stare at the sky white clouds move quickly i sink on purpose so the waves run over me i hear the crash i see the foam through dark green water i see the sun making strange reflections i act like im dead i'm tossed around in coldness while i hold my breath with a black eye, i hop over small waves with open cuts, i dive under large waves i know the ocean im careful enough so im perfectly fine it's just great © 2013 N.A.Reviews
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StatsAuthorN.A.CAAboutI am a person. I grew up in Southern California. I write fiction or I rant about things that bug or intrigue me. I also have pathetic poems. So enjoy the crazy. more..Writing
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