Open Poetry #21 |
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Waves |
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bags123 Member
since 2002-06-06
Posts 128 |
Cruel,.. lay the waves, out upon the stoney sheath. Battering with a cosmic force, portending no relief. Cruel,.. drives the rain, on the ships far out to sea. Sailors dream of distant homes, where lovers used to be. Cruel,.. are the storms, which perplex the human heart. Pounding in the selfish coves, that keeps us both apart. |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
this poem reminds me of my parents. it really does. it really does |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
So very well done, bags...It brings back many fond memories of my sailing days with my first husband. ![]() Lyra |
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