By Stephanie M. Barnett



The sand makes my feet
Nervous, as it tickles
the nerves in my toes.
Waves hammering against
the shores of rocks, making
My eyes squint from the icy
Mist it leaves behind.
Wind unraveling secrets
From the sea, an ice cold
breeze sends quick shivers
through out my tensed spine.
The sounds of the ocean sings
a song in my mind, as the
sharp waves pull me in, the
smell of sweet salt water and
weed leave me senseless as
the sea whispers secrets to me