PRINT YOUR THOUGHTS

PRINT YOUR THOUGHTS

One thing about poetry is when it hits you, there is no pain. You are lulled to eternity."
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The sea of words exposed

Is emotion’s solitude

With its waves caressing

The corals and

The shore

 

The setting sun enhances

The ripples of thoughts beckoning

It stifles the fear arising

The desolation aft and fore

 

The briny air from the seashore

Touches the heart, serene

Telling, saying, as if telling,

Never fear printing alone

The singing sea has its language

Sewing tapestries in quilted air

The reason bridges are built

Is to connect your thoughts with flair

 

Bravely print your thoughts now

On the sand before its dark

Somebody has to read it

One who loves the dusk

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