I waited for you
By the old boats
Now sculptures
To death
Upturned in sorrow
Salt smelling skeletons
Wood split paint flaking
Tears dried.
The kelp on the shore
Lighter and discoloured
Waves returning to kiss
But gently
As a mother
To a beloved son
Sunshine glinting
Upon their rhythmic dance.
The ships horn
Distant to the sea
Telling tales to teacher
A mischevious child
Set free and sailing
Away from home
To who knows where
As I waited for you.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments4
The vivid imagery in this poem sets the tone and scene but later in metaphor gives meaning as well. Very nicely done and a fave
very kind comments, thanking you
Excellent write Jim
Thanks but I am not Jim
You're welcome
You have a beautiful style, well done. Elizabeth profound and elegant,.
very kind, appreciated and thanks
Pleasure
Nice imagery
appreciated. thanks
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