Haunt my Blue Ocean

Ghostly ghastly little blue comb jelly,
you are a phantom in the dark of the ocean
where your glow cannot scare your prey,
for they are too small to comprehend

Rocks and Boats

Foggy boats in the yonder cut through the blue surf.
The rocks call to them, welcoming like the arms of death.

Did I mention I’m getting laid?
Can I get a high five?

Alone in the Blue Moonlight

Ok, so it’s not a photo, but it’s still nice.

It’s peaceful, and just a little lonely.
like me.

Shark in the Blue Depths

Is a shark cruel, or does cruelty require understanding in addition to intention?