Carpet Of Blue
Looking out from the headland
across a blue carpet of sea,
I observe a huge scene at firsthand
so real, that it fascinates me.
The power of the waves as they thunder,
rising and falling with ease,
How the mind fills with wonder,
at visions such as these.
From the headland I’m looking out
across sea, like a carpet of blue.
At firsthand observing a scene without doubt
fascinates, it’s so real to view.
The thundering waves, Oh such power,
with ease they rise and fall,
Wonder fills the mind, and so endower
it, with visions that enthral.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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