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Sea

Updated: Feb 26, 2022


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Liquid gold

Like the sun, rising in molton lava

It ebbed and flowed from her


Rising from the ground

Gnawing, clawing gritted teeth

Shone, glimmering in moonlight


Head turned to the sea she grinned a wild smile,

No longer yearned for jabberwocky

Face pale in the moonlight

Pitied look across the sea

Where is the fawn prince now

It's antlers never dawned from spring

As winter swept up it's innocence


How quietly it skulks and creeps

Hibernating from autumns seas

And now peeled back so joyfully

We dance through shadowed trees

And now gulls cry

I let it be

And finally I rest





 
 
 

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