Patience sits among crashing waves
serene stone awaiting the low tide
to sparkle in the warming sun.
Knowing, humbly, the assault advances.
Stubbornness swims with the gnawing brine
lashing at the shore for being in the way.
Carving with time its path forward
to claim destined dominion.
Endurance erodes beneath relentless will,
spite the fuel of hellfire.
Devouring the placid composure
one grinning lick at a time.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2020-2022)
PuisiPoetry of varying subjects and construction, the second of three. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. Accolades: #1 Thought Provoking 2/26/2020 #1 Self-Reflection 3/22/2020 #1 Creative Writing 7/24/2020 #3...
