The ocean is a rippling blanket,
Hiding another world from my eyes.
From green to blue and shallow to deep,
The ocean resembles a patch-work quilt.
The shore has the quilt in its grasp.
A blanket pulled up to keep warm, to stay hidden,
Gaia's underneath and is restless.
It's strange that
Something so tranquil;
The rhythmic splash of water on sand; is
Something so violent.
Each splash is evidence of the
Abuse on the granular geometry.
Waves of the patch-work fabric crash onto Earth.
Lint from Gaia's quilt sprays a passerby, with a
Mist of cool salty droplets.
Here there are two plains of existence,
Overlapping but not quite mixing.
A world shrouded, hidden behind green and blue, while
Another basks in plain sight.
- Michael Barchetti
- Pittsburgh, PA, United States
- Hi I'm Mike Barchetti. I love the unique and the strange. I am opinionated, and love to discuss things. Humor is the spice of life, because nothing is ever off limits. With that being said, I am a very sarcastic and vulgar person. Besides my love of discourse, storytelling is something that I live for, and whenever the two meet, I am in my element. I'm very outgoing, and like to meet new people, so give me a shout!