Oceanic

• Lily Forbes , Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2018

The waves bashed themselves against the rocks
like a wild animal throwing itself against its cage
in a desperate frenzy to free itself from the restraints of its prison
And as I stand,
just out of reach
of the foaming tendrils of this coursing fury,
I am transfixed
by its rhythm,
as the writhing wild animal turns
into a dancing temptress
attempting to lure me in
to join in her dance
The dance of death
The dance of the ocean