Monday 13 June 2011
THE OCEAN
She heard it in the echoes
of the rosary beads of memories,
be aware of words
beware of them.
Behind her eyelids she watched
illusion and reality,
the dance of life.
Paint peeling
the lighthouse sang an old song,
part of everything part of nothing,
unsettling the ocean.
A slender thing
what might have been,
hidden
for a lifetime.
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Far out this is so good .. really gives the reader that unsettled feeling .. slender thing brilliant expression of a feeling brought on from past memory like a flicker of light but so fine .. omg this is my favorite of yours beeutifully moving Gen just beautiful ThankQ very much beez
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