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Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #1379655

This turned to out to be more whimsical then I would have liked, but oh well.

The strangest feeling clouds my mind
Whenever I go to the beach
Itโ€™s like I know that I will find
Adventure waiting
Tempting, calling
Always just beyond my reach

That funny stone could really be
A kelpieโ€™s egg washed up on shore
And buried just beneath my feet
A magic charm?
Or pirate gold?
Who knows what this place has in store?

A mermaid sheds a salty tear
A hobbit ducks behind a tree
Itโ€™s like Iโ€™m missing something here
But what? But why?
I have no clue
I look back just too late to see.

Is that the Krakenโ€™s lonely song?
Or just the seaโ€™s unceasing moan?
I wonder as I walk along
But never see what
Could be, might be
Lurking just beneath the foam

The Unexpected calls; can no one
Else here comprehend its plea?
They lay there tanning in the sun
But canโ€™t they hear it?
Smell it? Feel it?
Is something wrong with them, or me?
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