No Time.
As each ebbing tide seaward out-pours
to leave its remembrance
on sand's empty spaces,
as the breakers slip back to clasp shores
before again parting
my thoughts turn to gone embraces.
As life's rollers drag me, heedlessly
back thru' tears unforeseen
to where no contentment dwells
on-moving tides bring me no release
while I accept with regret,
that we had no time for farewells.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments6
Well written and expressed
A very enjoyable read.
Greate write...very well written
Thanks FAY ~ Love the visual ~ very evocative. The sadness in your poem reminds us all that we should always seize the opportunities ~ each day ~ to ensure that when the Day of Parting comes there ar no regrets. Thanks for caring & sharing ~ B.
Fitting picture for fading embraces. Hugs.
Beautiful images, of the sea and the shore causing reflection of things passed. The ocean is symbolic of many things in life, the past, present, and future, love. faith, strength, weakness etc. Maybe because it encompasses 70% of the planet, it weighs heavily in our souls and our minds. You enlighten us with the manifest draw the sea brings to past recollections. We live near the ocean and are constantly drawn to walk its shores and to watch its forces at play. Great write. - Phil A.
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