Monday, May 9, 2011

Sea

Sea rolls out,
day after day,
night after night.
Birth death emotional
context irrelevant
pattern continues,
nothing ends or begins.
Sea rolls in.
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9 comments:

  1. MaryMay 10, 2011 at 5:19 AM

    Yes, Victoria...things somehow continue, change, continue.

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  2. WillowMay 10, 2011 at 5:20 AM

    Oh yes, Victoria, the eternal sea while we are temporary.

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  3. Peggy GoetzMay 10, 2011 at 9:31 AM

    I like the feel of this Victoria. It has the rhythm of the sea and unchanging change.

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  4. AnonymousMay 10, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    I really like this poem Victoria, happy to see you are from Texas and a mystic, and, all who you are. Nice poetry.

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  5. MonikaMay 11, 2011 at 1:38 AM

    Beautiful imagery Victoria. I loved the depth of your poem. Glad to be your latest follower. I ll keep a touch with you. Thanks.

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  6. Judy RoneyMay 14, 2011 at 3:58 PM

    So true, the world goes on no matter what is happening in our own world. The sea is one of the constants. Wonderful writing to this prompt. You inspire me to write something now.

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  7. Andy McdonaldMay 14, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    Great writing. Adding "sea rolls in" at the end was genius.

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  8. lucychiliMay 15, 2011 at 8:12 PM

    lovely.

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  9. LynneMay 16, 2011 at 12:16 PM

    Yes, Victoria! This poem reminds me of why I love the sea so passionately.

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