Poetry - The Waves

The Waves
Nathan Veyon
2005

"Onward, onward,” the foaming waves are shouting
Charging, crashing like crying soldiers running to war;
Ever marching, never ending
Against the mighty shore.
Never seeing it is fruitless work,
Since no side has ever won;
Earth’s shores will never shirk
A duty, to guard on and on.

This is a poem I wrote for an English assignment that I really liked. Just as a note this poem is an acrostic.

The Beginning

I have now entered the world of blogging though I'm not sure I will have the time to do it very often. I probably will post things like my English essays. Anyways I'll have to think up something to write about.