This one is about the sea. As with the others, I haven't decided on a title yet.
The deep blue stretches out endlessly,
Interspersed with miniscule whales
Just as its mirror image is dusted with clouds.
A hint of darkness lingers
Unseen on the horizon.
A frail fishing boat sits on the sapphire glass,
Illogically comfortable with the knowledge
That this thin layer may shatter,
Sending it down to a world
Of camouflage and lanterns.
Trust ensures balance.
A band of yellow separates the blue and green,
Shimmering softly in the sun.
The barrier formed by these grains of powdered rock
Is truly the final frontier.
And there is us.
So now that leaves me two more poems to write. The next one will involve a storm in some way.