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Adrift

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Tonight the moon will pull all its strings.
Tides with wash over rocks and things.
Sands will breathe again, and feel the air.
The weight of the water no longer to bare.

The sea has turned its back for the night.
It slowly rolled away, until far out of sight.
Another victim for its winter anger to find.
A calm beach at peace it has left behind.

Lonely rocks once adrift, come into view.
With stars for company, and I'm there too.
I stand on the beach alone with my yearns.
And I think about you until the tide returns.

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Mike Bartram

Tue 9th Feb 2021 08:35

Thanks for reading and leaving a comments and likes!

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Brian Hodgkinson

Tue 9th Feb 2021 00:34

Great images and shift to your longing.

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