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He takes my measure
Every time he meddles
With my boundaries
The seas within my soul
A dark and deep place
That not all wish to explore
With twisting currents
That are forbidding to all
But the most heartened
He who rides the waves
And plumbs those depths
With courage
Is he who I seek
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deep persuasion
words drunk like wine
intoxicating my soul
hastening my fall
as I imbibe
every
breathless
word
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Vintage girl
found within sepia stained pages.
Bound to a life
she was never meant to live.
Dutiful exploits
catalogued inside,
pages
curled over time,
color
seeping from the edges.
she pushes at boundaries.
Her mind,
her soul,
ready to be more than one shade
of alive.
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I watch this sea
in daylight
in half light
and in total darkness,
finding it mysterious and ever-changing.
I listen to its song,
the even ebb and flow of the tide
gentle
rough
gentle.
I don’t check the time,
knowing by the sound that the tide has come in.
When I wake,
as the dawn breaks over the horizon,
I know that the water will have receded.
The tide will be out
and spread across the beach,
scattered like drunken sailors on leave,
will be messages from the deep,
interspersed with cylindrical sand shapes
where the water has leached away
waiting for the moment the tide pushes its way
inland again
the land’s thirst for the sea
sated.
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I sat upon the sand
watching as he played amid the waves,
catching each swell as I’d taught him.
With every rise and fall,
and every smile and laugh,
I could see the past years
and the pain and stress he endured
melt away
and for those few carefree moments
he was a kid again,
one who had no worries in front of him
except for whether he might swallow too much
of the sea…
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It is by her shores that I find
where beauty breathes.
With every ebb and flow of her tides
I inhale deeply
of what my soul craves
and what my heart aches for;
exhaling what I no longer need,
burdens too heavy to carry
and which bring me only sorrow.
I lay them at my feet,
no sacrifice to the gods
simply a hopeful offering,
watching as the waves cover them completely,
gradually pulling them away from me,
freeing me
from what had held me below the surface
unable to breathe.
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This sea of whispers
drowns me
when I venture too close,
the tide catching me
in its midst.
A reminder of being touched
by the vigor of your waves.
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