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.
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.
2 comments:
You actually liked an English assignment?
I have liked a couple of them, but not many.
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