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Angels in Oceanside

by Maria Francesca

there's angels in up in Oceanside
they're standing on the beach
and longing for a sunset
that's always out of reach.

they're restless there, in Oceanside;
perhaps you'd understand -
for eons they've been waiting there
with loafers full of sand.

each morning blossoms new for us -
for them it's cracked and old;
we bask beneath the glowing sun -
they shiver in the cold.

we build our castles on the shore,
we frolic in the foam;
the angels wring their hands and cry -
they're longing to go home.

there's angels up in Oceanside
they're stranded on the beach
and longing for a sunset
that's forever out of reach.

01/24/2011

Posted on 01/24/2011
Copyright © 2024 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/29/11 at 12:24 AM

Hauntingly beautiful. Superb use of evolving repetition and rhyme to deliver the message. As somemone with roots firmly palnted in the paranormal, I really enjoyed this.

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