Sea rock

In the beginning rock was spiked flowers
Then it worked out to hung marble arch,

Catching the sea in its frame like a picture.
One sat down and bent to target the rock

That would carry entire sea in its bosom
With sea hitting in mother’s playfulness.

The rock was green and mossy in overall
Turquoise sea with diamonds of mollusks

Stuck like polka dots on sunny holiday.
A fish jumping man would point a rock

For squatting to catch essence of a sea,
That continues its tirade against rocks.

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