at times I hear her calling
where the foam of tides is lapping
where the seagulls hover daily
where my thoughts go gently sailing
to that black rock in the sea
there is calm upon the water
and the silver threads in moonlight
cast a sheen upon the surface
it’s a place of perfect safety
so I drift there when I hear her
when her voice is heard in whispers
and I know that in her presence
there is peace and harmony
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Cassie58 (
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Lovely writing Cassie
Dear Caring dove. Thank you for liking my poem. Pleased you enjoyed your visit. Hope that you are having a better day today.
Love it
Thank you Tony for stopping by. Much appreciated. Have a happy Friday .
You're welcome
Hauntingly beautiful this poem a memory painted in siren images where waves sing a lullaby. Hypnotic and enchanting are the feelings that I get from this poem
Your review is lovely Sorenbarrett. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts. Have a happy Friday.
Memories to treasure and your spectacular imagery makes me think this is about your beloved Mother. Stunning 🌹
Thank you dear Teddy and you are so right. This is about my mum. Have a happy Friday. 💜🌹
A fine write C.
Thank you Orchi for stopping by. Have a great day.
I feel this is of feelings for someone dearly loved but no longer here, touching and sensitive write
Hello Tobani. You are right, this poem is about my mum. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts. Have a happy Friday.
You are very welcome and you too
A presence clearly evoked in deep rich rhythms, Cassie. For me there is little need to be specific, the impression does it completely.
Thank you kindly Dave for a thoughtful review and for stopping by. Have yourself a good weekend.
Wonderful peace enlightening words Cassie.
Andy
Thank you Andy. Pleased you enjoyed this poem. Have a lovely weekend, the pair of you. All the best.
Now this is about someone specific and it also brings other images as well, among them the tale of the little 🧜♀️ mermaid 🙏🏻🕊
I love that you thought of the little mermaid arqois, though you are right, the poem is about a specific person. Many thanks for sharing your thoughts. Have a great weekend.
It was a moving read. You’re welcome 🙏🏻🕊
I’m pleased that the emotion in my lines was felt. Thank you.
You’re welcome Cassie 🙏🏻🕊
Beautiful imagery.
Thank you Thomas
The elusive female haunts likeas a siren in her own domains, her habitat thus rendered so deliciously one well nigh faints, the soul drawing closer as if finding respite therein. Gorgeously rendered with exquisite imagery and a fascinating, haunting poignancy. Thank for sharing.
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