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Softly

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A stirring of sandpiper feet on cool sand,
evening swells with waves under an ebbing glow.
Feathers brush memory’s floating thoughts
releasing trickling tears of unrealized wishes.
The lost are found inside your mind where they still live,
white fluffs of clouds blooming in moonlight,
as you tread softly among your fragile yesterdays.


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  • skilter
    August 1
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    wow you did say a lot in a few short lines, i dig it. nice work!

  • the last line is really good, I like how it ties everything together really well. Thanks for entering!


  • Darmok
    June 10
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    remorse

    color me blue, I should remind myself, its of my own doing, that is...what my mind makes of this ...where I let it go. And for those memories of yesterdays' now years, all too many tears have I spent. I'm captured in your moment Sprite, would easily find myself there, were it not for the serenity of the breaking waves, and everso watchfull face ...my bella luna. I love your poem.

    darmok

  • very picturesque....lots and lots of imaging flowing into my mind from such a short piece...nicely done!