Our Ocean

Our Ocean: An Onda Mel*

Salted wind in swollen seashore,
whispering shells,
singing bird’s bells,
seeping fine sand in my feet’s pores.
You came rushing, warned of a storm,
and then it came,
and end our lane,
wrecking our ocean, all it’s form.

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In response to May Book Prompts –  by Sarah Doughty and MahWrites.

Today’s prompt is The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman.

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The Onda Mel* is an invented verse form introduced by Renelda Gibson.

The Onda Mel is:

• an octastich, a poem in 8 lines made up of 2 quatrains.
• syllabic, 8-4-4-8-8-4-4-8 syllables per line.
• rhymed abbacddc.