the march of the whales

Poem by: Vehement Emotions

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20 poetry projects in one poem, starting with a metaphor

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Submitted: September 29, 2008

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I am the ocean

I'm conforming to the craters and contours of your body

Your tremors are my waves

I embrace your jagged edges

Together we make a smelly seaweed

Shhh... you can hear the whales in me cry

Can you feel the octopus scream?

Walt Whitmanis sailing in the Dead Sea

The whales are laughing as they float out of my surface

They begin to sing "No Diggity"

My waves harden and become stiff

The soft ocean of hands lifts into the air

The hands are reaching for Jake

But these limbs will drag him back to my ocean

Drowning him I yell "Sterben sie"!

After death I slip back tothe crevices and craters of your oceanfloor


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20 poetry projects in one poem, starting with a metaphor

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