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October 6, 2011

By: Summer Edward

You sailed the open waters once
pure, sea-skinned,
wind-armed children
are born lifting horizons,
helming ships,
ruling terrible oceans.

Now from this harbor:
blue sigh of the sea,
anonymity of myth,
of suffering.

Your playthings,
like anchors,
easily and readily
sink, the ocean deafens you…

…with movement;
It is your memories
backwashed against the docks
of yesteryears, now the tides
have took them.

Out at sea they wait
for you.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. October 6, 2011 5:30 pm

    incredible! Love your expression and anything integrating water, harbors, etc always resonates deeply with me

  2. joanie Mithcell permalink
    October 7, 2011 10:50 am

    Very expressive and lyrical. I love the use of simple language to convey weighty thoughts and ideas.

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