Ocean Plunge
by Amaira Rampal Arani, St Margaret’s Berwick Grammar
Finalist, Years 9 – 10, written poetry
The sun is withdrawn; faint light peeking behind gauze-clouds,
Drawing its breath within the cool air, a soft fog trailing in its midst.
The sand, dimpled with soft depressions,
Smoothed as the waves slide, sinuous and slow when they fold over each other,
A hush of foam meets the shore, leaving rocks adorned in lace, before conceding in soft sighs.
Framed by tangles of verdant vines,
Decorated with seashells scattered like shards glass.
To cling,
For sandy grains to grab hold of skin,
While she steps over the displaced marine meadow.
Feet first into the water, the cold nipping at her,
As loose strands of hair, wind-tossed, graze her cheeks.
She is deeper now, pliant as water climbs her frame, lulling her into
Its continuous motions.
Ocean plunge,
To be enveloped entirely; submerged.
To evanesce with the slow relenting of dusk.
C’est la vie.
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