Ocean Is Met Poem by Egal Bohen

Ocean Is Met



Blocks of Cornish granite stone
Exposed
Face brave the west wind’s home
To test the storm
Salt bleached
Well honed
Then lit to show their scars
Each one
Picked out by shadows
Of the evening sun
Mirrored mica
Sparkling quartz
Pure diamond white
At granite's heart
This sea wall stands
Defiant set
With confidence
In stone
To state:

Ocean is met

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Max Reif 26 May 2007

Nice images, Thomase Hardy-ish (I think) , or that other guy, who wrote Dover Beach, oh yeah, Matthew Arnold. You give us a real page from Nature, or Nature's interface with Man.

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Ernestine Northover 26 May 2007

Majestic, stalwart and grand. Unmovable and unsung. Great explanation here. Lovely write on a guardian who goes un-noticed by so many. Yet has seen many decades go by. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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