The clear cerulean sky,
Hovers over the azure ocean,
Defying time and space,
As the heavens unite
With the vast seas.
Bathing in the sun’s wine,
I scooped up a handful
Of fine white sand,
Only for it to flow steadily
Pass the gaps of my fingers.
I walked with unclothed feet,
Printing its contour.
The foaming icy waves,
Encircles me,
Sending chills through my body.
I come across a stranded nautilus shell,
Its pearly enamel gleaming in my hand,
Holding it against my ear,
I heard the alluring songs of sirens,
And the howling roar of the seven seas.
A familiar voice
Saves me from drowning
My senses in the ocean’s majesty
I walked away, taking my father’s hand,
Back to our home.















Comments
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Sir, the Plants and seeds are having an uprising! It's a Revolution!!!
Lord of the Farm: Then I say "Let them eat Rake!"
It's got alot of good wording
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"Scoffers of the Bible's Prophesies tend to readily embrace other false belief systems, ie: rapture, Nostradamus, evolution, & the History Channel's opinions." "It's very dangerous to call one's self a Christian, and call God's Word a conspiracy theory."
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i have my life to live, to spend and to waste so just mind your own business...
lilac-dreams
blog
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"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here, we might as well dance....."
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"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here, we might as well dance....."
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"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here, we might as well dance....."
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"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here, we might as well dance....."
I think some places could use more description than a plain definition of what you're writing about....describe the place, the emotions, without be obvious.
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