by Spartacus2012Biloxi, Mississippi, USA
Jan 2015 610 Views 11 comments
The Gift
I awoke
in the night
that was drenching the city
I strolled to the sea side...
Sleepy crescent moon
kissing the ocean
the sweet song
of the waves...
As I walked
they touched the shore
like hushing fingers
stars winking...
Gently the ocean breeze
reached out to me
as the dawn slowly arrived
with a golden handful
of the gulls cries
suddenly I remembered
what awakened me was dreams of
her sweet gift from the day before...
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Posted: Jan 2015
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Comments (11)
'Gently the ocean breeze
reached out to me
as the dawn ..'
Ken
Ken
kissing the ocean
the sweet song
of the waves...
Always a delight to read your craftsmanship
Ken
Ken
Ken