PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

One Job


One job is enough to change your life

One job to ease the pain, take away the strife.

If I could work at one job for the rest of my days

It would be in the ocean working with stingrays,

One where I'm not afraid to fail

Marvel at the majestic blue whale.

Turtles hatching on the sand,

Beginning their fight for survival

The land is where they're vulnerable

Less they wait on the sea bird's arrival

The deepest oceans remain unexplored

Possibility of new life and so much more in store

For the ocean is a place of mysterious wonder

No greater beauty than life down under

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.