Across the sea I go
Cast on separations line
My lonesoneness matched only by
The wide expanse of undiscovered
Fighting waves, cajoling tides and soft unyielding weary beds.
As I think of this I wonder if
Beneath the dangerous calm
Where airy cares and earthly fears
Surely can't exist
I might beneath the silken flood
Finally rest my head.
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31 Days Of Imagination (Poetry)
PoésieI set myself a challenge for this month to write a new thing every day. This is the outcome, I hope you like it. I will be adding stuff as I go along. NOTE- PLEASE DON'T JUST READ THE FIRST POEM IN THIS SERIES, MAYBE CHOOSE ONE AT RANDOM! :)
