Sea Monsters

Out in the deep dark depths,
Swim monsters beyond comprehension.
They sit around drinking meths,
Honing their perception.

When they spot an unwary creature,
They'll rise up fast underneath.
Surprise is their primary feature,
Followed closely by their teeth.

I once saw such a monster strike,
Out in the Pacific rim.
It had a whopping big spike,
And an evil looking grin.

It grabbed an orca,
And pulled it down to the abyss,
You wouldn't see that in Majorca,
And if you could, you'd give it a miss.

I saw another out in the Atlantic,
It looked like a giant bee.
Its prey was getting frantic,
As it struggled to get free.

Sailors say the stories are a guess,
They don't know what lies in store.
They compare them to Loch Ness,
And dismiss them as folklore.

But I'm a creature of the sea,
I spend a lot of time out there.
I know what I see,
And I know the monsters of nightmare.

by Sebastian Seal

Comments (6)

Terrific write, Valsa... or should I say tear(rific) ! Brian
Wow, you mentally vomited something Dickensonian, do u realize that? Over 1,000 poems she wrote and this one is as succinct and great as most any of Emily's!
A clever and concise piece; nice job!
V. ...QUITE WITTY & PLEASANTLY ASTUTE...HOWEVER THE VALIDITY OF THE TEXT MUST BE CALLED INTO QUESTION, THAT IS UNLESS THIS IS WHAT I CALL A NON-AUTO-BIO POEM....EITHER WAY...FINE WRITE ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''`f. j. r.''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
If your poems are far more tragic than you, the reverse must also be true. You are far more cheery than your poems. As your poems are great to begin with, you really can't lose. Danny
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