Bailey Butler POEM #1

I once found myself in the most beautiful place while asleep,

Where the coconuts would hang high and abandoned leis rest in the sand.

A place with an ocean only known as endless and deep,

And a bleached tropical beach consuming the hand.

I once found myself unable to move off of this endless beach,

Feet stuck in one spot, the luxury view now a cell wall.

I never saw a face; a person; neither God nor Death within reach,

I only could see endless and deep; in a world surprisingly small.

I once found myself talking to the ocean; shouting to her from afar,

And it almost seemed as if she could hear me.

I told her of the time I had spoken to the ocean through the window of a car,

A small, imaginative boy at the age of three.

I once found myself screaming to the ocean about nonsense,

Her ears attentive to my rant on Rose and Jack.

I cheered to the world of an unsinkable ship, but the oceans screams forced me dense,

And from the dream I was sent back.

I once found myself aboard a British passenger liner destined to always float;

My job was to manage her large engine; her gears sturdy but wore.

Although awake, I couldve sworn I heard the oceans voice call to me in the boat,

There was a moment of silence; then pain; then I found myself on her beach once more.