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Converge like Waves
by Lulu AlderWe dig our feet into the beach ignoring the shards of scotch bonnets
just so we can feel the grains sift between our toes and cascade down.
To touch what is real,
the antiquated nativity of mankind.
The people of no consequence,
consequentially fade away.
Our intimate island of altering earth
is cluttered with the absence of want.
Youre watching the light rays bounce off the water
in a chaotic elfin dance
and designing the moments of life
when tomorrow and yesterday converge like waves. 07/15/2006 Posted on 07/15/2006
Copyright © 2024 Lulu Alder
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 07/17/06 at 07:05 PM there is so much said in this little poem, and still none of it feels forced, flows very naturally, like the waves described herein...a pleasure to read...peace, *jewels* |
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