merlinspielen

random thoughts from a computer jockey with a graphite pencil

Poem: March twenty-first

Posted on 2016-03-21 by merlinspielen

can you feel the waves
rising up from the sea
washing over our bodies
sweeping away all dreams
rolling over the rocks
tumbling us in between

where is the glory gone
after the sun has left
the sky stained crimson
and kissed the angry sea?

can you feel the waves
carrying me back to you?

5 thoughts on “Poem: March twenty-first”

UpChuckingwords on 2016-03-24 at 11:58 said:

😁😁

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UpChuckingwords on 2016-03-23 at 20:12 said:

Love the images and movement in this piece. I can feel it..

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- merlinspielen on 2016-03-24 at 11:12 said:
  
  Some good lines in this one – wish I had more time to refine the waves moving over and under this one. Too many other things on my mind so I can’t seem to edit. BUT I am forcing myself to post each day to see if I can work through the goo in my brain.
  
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  - UpChuckingwords on 2016-03-24 at 11:20 said:
    
    I like your dedication. My New Years resolution was to write everyday. I’ve gone the opposite way -/ I stink
    
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  - merlinspielen on 2016-03-24 at 11:48 said:
    
    You make me laugh 🙂
    
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