There's Star-Foam On The Sea Floor

There’s star-foam on the sea floor Of captured stars forever more, Stalagmites in briny ocean caves, Soft tendril’d anemones in ocean waves. Spiny oyster slivers like sea-glass, Trails of urchins, where mermaids pass; There’s starfish, like a compass of the sun Shows hidden canyons, where no war was won. There’s octopus scour the deeper rocks, Electric eel timekeepers, like atom-clocks, There’s haunted wrecks, beneath the fitful blue Who give no secrets and show no clue. The ocean has a thousand moods; Sometimes she smiles, and sometimes broods. She’s dangerous, there’s few left to tell They braved her deeps, and lived life well.