i let the ocean stir
and drift its wet layers,
and permeate its cool breeze into the air,
and feel its breath as i inhale
the air with invisible cloak
basks & dances with the breeze—
as it passes the entirety of my existence.
wherein the sands & seas
would wait of when
my heartbeat would freeze
in the soles of my feet
while the soggy sands
sink its sheets as i step slowly--
on the shallow water
wherein the faint sirens
& lullabies could be heard.
(...)
it's a blessing to have oceans & seas:
unfolded between each cities;
each lighthouses & continents
to have these little
pebbles, rocks, and shells—
hold no value nor sentiment
for those who don't love the landscapes.
bluish landscapes, von frederick
July 03. 2023
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...
