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Seasighs
by Don Matley
Seasighs
I think it was an ocean
Which helped me
To forget
At least I think
It was
I cannot remember
But I do recall
The mossy seaweed by her shores
Her gentle foam-tipped waves
Which cushioned and caressed
My mind from consciousness
And I recall the ripples of her sheltered bay,
Moist ripples shaping
The seas salty-sweet utterances
Ripples brushing my lips
Sweet nectar
Sweet ambrosia
To my very soul.
01/05/2008 Posted on 01/05/2008
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