Feel of the sea

Standing on the edge of the ocean

feeling the power of all its motion

as each wave comes crashing in

thus feeling the salt touch my skin

thunderous waves tipped with sea foam

pounding the sands of this little holm

covering the beach as far as can be

then withdrawing back into the sea

shaping the shore line with each surge

where mighty ocean and land converge

daily tides with each ebb and flow

shells and pebbles left in the backflow

stand and listen to its crashing sounds

feel the sheer power as water pounds

each waves hits in different measures 

nature holds many amazing treasures

(c) Lissie's Poems 2026