Poetry Ocean
I can soothe like a lullaby
with a soft melody
I can tickle your feet
If that is your fancy
I am the muse of the poet
And the painter's brush
I am the love of the sailor
And the sunset's blush
Creatures great and small
Dwell in my depths
If you delve into my realm
You must hold your breath
But the depths of my mystery
Are yet to be reached
Don't be a hero, stay on the beach
I can cool you down
On a hot summer day
I can reach any coast
whether it be night or day
But I can rise up in anger
just out of the blue
I can become the tsunami
that destroys you!
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