She'd found him in the dunes that night
staring at the waves, Daphne's locket in his hand.
Tears still wet on his face, she silently embraced him.
They had made crazy love that night and she'd fallen
asleep easily, suddenly waking to find him gone.
There were no words she could say now.
Impossible to compete with the solace of the dunes,
oceans crashing tide and the noble domain of the stars.
But there was time, the great healer.
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Lovely writing , dusk ) I especially like the last few lines of this poem . Great flow to this
Time does wonders but it's easy to become impatient. I was thinking that, like my poem yesterday, I bet you could write some great poetry about the early childhood years of growing up with your sister..... go on, I dare ya !!!
I’m not sure they would be a very good read , dusk ) I wasn’t very happy as a kid ..
let the muse rest a while longer and recuperate .. I like what's going on write now .................................... N
Well there's a few more oldies i can line up to re-post in the next few days. Watch this space and thank you Neville.
Love the surreal imagery.
Thank you Nicholas.
Sometimes you just can't compete with the past, and I don't even think time matters.
Hmmm not sure I agree with you about time doesn't matter. It certainly has allowed me to either overcome or tame emotion felt at the time of the event. However, we are all different and have our own experiences so I'm not saying you're wrong.
Thanks Paul.
Another superb emotive write d a.
Andy
Whilst my muse is on hols it gives me a chance to dig out a few oldies (I think i might be trying to show off LOL but sssshh my ego is showing).
Thank you sir!
A wonderful poetry once again
Time is surely a healer
But I guess it’s a slow healer
To some scars it takes loads of time to heal
To some Deeps it takes a lifetime to bridge across
Imagery on point
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