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High Winds
In the quiet mines of the mind
Whispers calling songs of ancient longing
In the dark, thoughts do stir against the brace of day
The state of vicissitude and the tides it brings
Strap the sails against the wind
Against the sea their is no point but to ride it's waves hence and forth
In some states all there is absence
And a measured balance of its weight.
Whispers calling songs of ancient longing
In the dark, thoughts do stir against the brace of day
The state of vicissitude and the tides it brings
Strap the sails against the wind
Against the sea their is no point but to ride it's waves hence and forth
In some states all there is absence
And a measured balance of its weight.
Published 26th Sep 2019
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High winds and rough seas can not last indefinentaly.
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26th Sep 2019 10:29pm
Love the apt usage of metaphors in your write. The alliteration in the first line is a harmonious syllabic technique, gets the reader invested. 4th line was my favorite. Love the word vicissitude and used well. Nice gravity to your close.
28th Sep 2019 2:08pm
Thank you Daniel. Getting the reader invested, with harmonious syllabi’s - shall try to keep that one in my toolbox. Glad you enjoyed!
27th Sep 2019 00:43am
I was hooked by the opening line...clever...thoroughly enjoyed the ink Q.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
28th Sep 2019 2:16pm
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
28th Sep 2019 10:44am
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Hello Melia, greetings.
Wind awakens the waters, a breath to take a wave..
Thank you in kind!
Wind awakens the waters, a breath to take a wave..
Thank you in kind!
