Beach Poem

Ocean that flows
Clear skies above
Flowers don't grow
This place, I love.

Cool sea salt wind
Clear, blue water
Sun's never dimmed
How I wonder.

The beach, the place
I love to stay.

Strategies: End Rhyme, Sibilance, Euphony

Comments

  1. I like your end rhymes. I also see a ton of euphony on this poem. Good job!

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  2. I liked the way you deviated from the typical rhyme scheme into very other line rhyming. I also think that the euphony is very evident in this poem.

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