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oceans
it's not just water that fills our ocean
buoyant as that may be
it's more of matter over mind
anchoring aground
when bluebirds no longer sound
I still hear them
echoing through the silence of time
a coded coo corralled in unconscious
intertwined
a slow dance of death
unrehearsed
shadows aloof
to die
upon the sword
but as one
blood wrung wrists
washing away in the waves
wreaking a lumpish shore
buoyant as that may be
it's more of matter over mind
anchoring aground
when bluebirds no longer sound
I still hear them
echoing through the silence of time
a coded coo corralled in unconscious
intertwined
a slow dance of death
unrehearsed
shadows aloof
to die
upon the sword
but as one
blood wrung wrists
washing away in the waves
wreaking a lumpish shore
Published 2nd Apr 2021
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Anonymous
2nd Apr 2021 3:07am
"a coded coo corralled in unconscious"... just spectacular!
Enjoyed reading, Tim
So well done.
Ty for sharing
🌹
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Enjoyed reading, Tim
So well done.
Ty for sharing
🌹
x
Anonymous
- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
2nd Apr 2021 11:03am
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2nd Apr 2021 3:59pm
Something so powerful as the shore captivates me. I could sit in the sand and listen to the surf pounding the shore the trickling retreat asthma sea takes in it's breath preparing g to come back just as hard.
-Minxy❣
-Minxy❣
