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Ocean Blue

A Poem

By Katerina PetrouPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Ocean Blue
Photo by Ivan Bandura on Unsplash

Tanned, tall, ocean blue.

Speak into my ear what you want to do.

Grab me, slap me, bite me, lick me.

Cigarette smoke on my hair in morning.

Hunger on the tip of my tongue.

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About the Creator

Katerina Petrou

Combining my passions of travelling, food, poetry and photography, I welcome you to read my stories.

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  • Testabout a year ago

    Very expressive and a work that shows rich imagery; it flows effortlessly onto the paper.

  • Cindy Calder2 years ago

    Very lovely poem and nice response to the prompt.

  • Rachel Steinmetz2 years ago

    ow graphic and poignant!

  • Test2 years ago

    Great poem

  • Joe Patterson2 years ago

    Has a risqué feel to it.

  • Pamela Williams2 years ago

    This poem is fantastic ...asking the ocean for guidance. And all that blue and cigarette smoke.

  • ReadShakurr2 years ago

    Amazing 👏

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