Echoes in the Dunes
From nothing came a burst of blinding light, With waves that trickled out to every shore; For eons, they were hidden out of sight, Just
"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
From nothing came a burst of blinding light, With waves that trickled out to every shore; For eons, they were hidden out of sight, Just
The Caribbean Sea is clad, Between Belize and Trinidad; And underneath an azure sky, The ocean waves blow loudly by. Four months to cross