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120128 the turning of the tide

28 Jan


from balmy breezes
of confidence I sail
into a limpid lagoon
of courage I dream
when I sleep on the
beach of shelter from
the bark of the wind
of anxiety that shatters
my shelter from
the sea dog from
icy panic freezes the
inshore waters I
board I sail
the bark into
the black green from rolling
dark days from
endless futures when
sea dogs bark deep

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Posted by on 28 January, 2012 in #MoP12, POEMS

 

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