East Fork:
A Journal of the Arts
Ocean
The ocean is mysterious
It has great dangers
Yet I’m so oblivious
To this new and unchanging stranger
The brightly colored schools of fish
To the big and gigantic shark
These things are no side dish
Each has a different journey to embark
When I travel here
I just want to experience everything
I love so dear
I honestly feel like a king
From the tiny pieces of sand
To the waves crashing on the beach
While getting an amazing sun tan
Eating a fresh homegrown peach
The ocean is a place I go
To escape my everyday flow
These sights and sounds I feel all around
Can never be drowned
By Abigail Erickson