The Sea

She is roaring and pounding against rocks

She crashes onto the seashore

She washes up rubbish and treasures

She is beautiful but dangerous

She is angry and upset about the way

She is being treated

She is upset because of pollution

She is beautiful but dangerous

She feels cold and sometimes warm

She can be refreshing and comforting

She moves cunningly up the seashore

She is beautiful but dangerous

She creeps up the seashore

She is full of treasures

Different kinds

She is beautiful but dangerous

She is like a net waiting to catch you

She is timeless no one knows her age

She is eternal

She is beautiful but dangerous

She is powerful as she smashes rocks

She tosses ships around and

Slams them against cliffs

She is beautiful but dangerous

Tobias Forrest (aged 10)

This poem was written when I was in year 4 at Victoria College Preparatory School, Jersey and subsequently published by Anchor Books in the 2003 Our Own Voice: An Anthology of Poetry, edited by Rachael Radford

I include the poem here to give readers a glimpse of how I have developed as a writer. Looking back it is clearly the work of a young and considerably inexperienced writer but I hope that it lends an insight into the way my mind worked at that age, what fascinated me and my relationship with the natural environment. 

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