What made the gods cry
Great saltwater tears
Such that their anguish
Filled ocean trenches?
What suckling babe died,
Leaving lone parents,
To form the seashores?
What child was sent off
With hopes of glory,
To die and make seas?
The gods understand
Our fears and failures.
If our anguish lacks,
Then why give us tears
To equal their own?
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This was written for the Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #96 – seashore. I kind of feel like I waxed a bit poetic, perhaps a bit too far off the deep end, in this one. Still, I think it could either be very artful or feel naively melodramatic, and I’m willing to take the chance that it’s the first option!
“Off the deep end,” eh? 🙂 It is very nice.
Why thank you!
I liked the poetry of this, it’s very fitting for the subject matter.
Thank you!
Lovely–well done!
This is so very very beautiful ❤️
Thank you!
It’s true🌹