You can trace my footprints across the beaches
But my soul treads upon the ocean’s waves.
You may find happiness in my eyes
But my true joy rolls beneath the tide.
Stride in unison with your heart’s confusion,
You can’t fathom perception and dreams.
So cradle your spattered hope in your hands
But beneath my gaze lays the scythe in the sand.
Author notes
One of a mere few results after a bout of writers' block.
Any specific suggestions? Ideas for a better title?
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I really like this. The imagery is great, though I am just a sucker for anything with the ocean in it =p. Keep it up, I really want to see how it finishes up
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a good poem - i like the freedom here in this poem you have presented, the i am alive and free and do not ry and stop me or you will feel the scythe of my personality swoop down.
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I L-l-l-Like it. I read the title and thought of the grim reaper. I like the ocean references. THey're fantastic.
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Beautiful! I deeply enjoy this poem. I love the melody of the spoken words woven here, and the...oh, what's the word...the contrast? between footprints and soul, happiness and joy, "you can...you may, but..." Is that making sense? 'Cause I like it. And that last line--so awesome! Very unique. Sharp imagery; love it!
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Well penned
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wow, thats all i can say
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Love t.
This piece is beautiful.
I especially like the first 4 lines.
Great Write! (:
Nick~
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