Sea Serpents

Not the eels that shock and stun in slithery disarray
Nor the gliding slug with the pink and white display
Not either the worms that on the bottom lay
Not even the whipping tail of the sliding, gliding ray
When frost hits with icy wind
Yet the sea is warm
Above the waters, entwining, knotting
Misty tendrils swarm
Hissing, hissing at the sky
Expanding over all the harbor
Steaming upward never to lie
Clinging to air like vines to arbor
Misty vapor, foggy steam
Falling up, a skyward stream
Serpentine swirls, my mystic dream
Coming from the sea

Madeline Johnson, age 11
Bar Harbor, Maine
Maine Coast Learning Expedition
(A program of MDI Water Quality Coalition)
Teacher: Candace Stover