3 result(s) for Seacliff Poems: End Of A Storm.
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Whispers of the Shore
Pine trees sway, a dance with the winds,
Their needles trembling, tales of the storm,
As sunlight breaks through, warmth slowly begins,
The sea, once raging, now takes a new form.
Clouds drifting away, like ghosts from the fight,
The horizon smiles, bathed in golden hue,
Waves lap gently, in the soft morning light,
Nature breathes deep, feels refreshed and anew.
The scars of the tempest etched deep in the sands,
Tell stories of chaos, of thunder's great roar,
But blossoms of peace now emerge from the lands,
Seacliffs embrace with a calmness to adore.
Ebbing Fury
The storm has fled, its whispers hushed,
Where once the tempest fiercely clashed.
Tides retreat, like shadows brushed,
Erasing scars that nature stashed.
Upon the rocks, where waters raged,
Now gentle waves weave tales anew.
The ocean’s heart, though fiercely staged,
Reveals a calm, a tranquil view.
Seafoam dances, soft and light,
Beneath the sun's resplendent glow.
Each trace of fury, lost from sight,
In harmony, the waters flow.
After the Tempest
Once roaring waves now softly sigh,
The storm has passed, the clouds drift shy.
Rocks glisten bright in the sun's embrace,
Adorned by nature, a tranquil grace.
Sea foam lingers, like whispers near,
Each stone a tale of crest and cheer.
The air, it sparkles with promise anew,
A canvas of life, in vibrant hue.
Brave cliffs stand tall, their spirits renew,
Witness to battles the ocean once drew.
In silence they share with the tide's retreat,
A serenity found at the storm's defeat.
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