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The Prison
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The Prison |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana 
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You don’t have to be a witch To bewitch me You don’t have to lock me away In this prison by the sea Long, countless hours and days pass With nothing to do but think No means of escape; for I’ve tried And my risen hopes slowly sink I’ve asked the walls in vain What I had possibly done To deserve this tormenting terror As I gaze at the setting sun The light glittering off white capped waves The sky in darkening hues A crazy notion comes to me That I’m here because of you The majesty of nature within reach Such beauty before me And yet I am unable to enjoy it In this prison by the sea And oh how slowly does time pass When you are alone With only your idle thoughts for company Inside these walls of stone Oh how you mesmerized me And tricked me into this I was not aware as you turned my head And trapped me with a kiss All the pleasures of the world Are right here for me As long as I remain a prisoner In this, my prison by the sea |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
A poignant emote....the repetition of "in this prison by the sea" was effective and powerful. I like this change in style from you. |
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OldBuddyOldPal Member
since 2008-12-15
Posts 87 |
I really like this poem. It flows beautifully and had an unexpected ending. I have always loved being at the ocean. I find the continuous sound of the waves hitting the sand calming, making the beach a perfect place for reflection. Being prisoner at the sea with the special someone I love is something I dream of often. I will surely read this piece again. |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Worthy of several reads. I've been to the island too. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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Trapped - Nothing Member
since 2010-04-25
Posts 52 |
Poet Extraordinaire- your poem is blissful the elegance is lacking, the beauty is so-so, I wouldn't elect this poem as one of my favorites. a prison by the sea - tells me alot about the creator of this phrase |
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