Open Poetry #41 |
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Widow's Walk |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569![]() |
![]() The salty air does nothing to calm her darkest fears She waits upon the cliff-top, seems like it has been years Her home provides a widow's walk, but that would mean defeat And so she waits along the shore, the waves keeping the beat Straining her green eyes afar, to spot a distant sail Townsfolk think his ship went down, in a sudden gale She reaches for a locket that she keeps around her neck She fiddles with it all the time, cause she's a nervous wreck Inside two lovers face to face, in sepia and gray Painted rouge upon her cheeks feigns winters wrath away |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Tina- Lovely Ideas in your poems ARCTIC WIND |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Wonderful writing...would seem to apply to those that wait for loved ones to return from war also...James |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Tina, you did a lovely job of writing this ofttimes sad, seafaring scenario. ![]() Linda |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569 |
Thanks all. ![]() |
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