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Temptuous Tide

Temptuous Tide

 

I used to gather

where the bridge

crossed the bay

 

Pausing

in the ebb

of the changing tide

I tried to capture

the moment

of the ebb\'s decay

 

She came to me

with soft words of call

Left messages saying

She\'s

not sure about it at all

 

The sea follows

the ways we know not

Our separation 

was complete

as we left

our ancient past behind

to tread

upon this land

with our own 

two feet

 

Shake the dust

from your call

Dress the shadows

make the sun fall

Words of deliverance

wet the tongue\'s

parchment and thirst

 

The tide remains constant

demanding

relevant

with unrelenting pressure

It\'s married to the bay

in a never ending

struggle

of give and take