September 8, 2012

A Sea's Score



Evening mist touches one’s lips with a soft kiss
Beams of moonlight gleam with a heavenly touch
Cast a hollow glow in the salted sea mist

Sea breezes stir the salted air in one’s hutch
Grasp violence the sea blankets with its wrap
Captures in her finger’s with a tightened clutch

Waves crash the shoreline with her foamy white caps
Sea takes again white sand with her stormy wrath
Captures sea creatures pushed to shore in her traps

Shore is wildly blown from the wind in sea’s path
Violent rages as she claims again her shore
Drowns all - she commands nature its final bath

Those in her salty wake feel her declared war
As the sea casts her spell to even her score

Terza Rima Sonnet - This form of poetry has an eleven syllable count in each line
and a rhyming scheme of aba, bcb, cdc, ded, ee