windswept into the tide
she wished she hadn't bothered
she wished she hadn't tried
she knew that it could happen
that he could sail away
from her
she wished the tide remained static
that things remained as they were
but they erode and they age and they change
until only the fingerprints
left on her heart
remain
i have fallen behind with posting
the poems after a sort of sucky weekend...
i don't think i will try to catch up...
i will just keep labelling them for what
number i'm at.
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2 comments:
sorry about your sorta sucky weekend, i had one of those too, sigh ... am finding the poetry every day to be hard this year and at the same time i'm loving it ...
this is beautiful, i am loving your poems :)
hugs! xo
oooh...is april post a poem a day???...how fun...
hope your monday is going well...
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