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I wrote this after dinner last night...
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I sail the waves
between your words,
on a good day
when the wind is ripe.
Each crest a triumph
of a freshly parted syllable,
plucked from the
stillness of the swelling current.
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your a poet and I didn't even know it. :)
ReplyDeleteWeird! Did you see Pat Robertson talk about earthquakes last night before it happened in Japan?
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend!
Julie...I knew it. My mom told me I could do anything.
ReplyDeleteFarrah...I didn't catch that. But I believe it. So many people can feel events coming on, but we don't understand what our thoughts and feelings mean yet...without context.
xoxo
Caroline,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your poem.
-Lady Rose