Thursday, February 07, 2008

Lightness

Momentum stalled
a beacon called
to guide me through the shallow sea
of tears I cry for poor old me,
a silly stream
but now I beam.
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7 comments:

  1. Bubba12:33 PM

    Sometimes it's hard to figure out which is worse... the rocks or the sharks. Perhaps a little contact with both helps us to chart our course.

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  2. Anonymous12:47 PM

    Just don't take a five foot board out and slam into rocks and then be devoured by sharks.

    Then, I would have one less poet to read...

    Definitely not good for my sanity.

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  3. rch3:37 AM

    Don't worry bubba I seldom get deep enough to see sharks ;)

    Hey noah I will always use the buddy system!

    Thanks

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  4. Anonymous4:44 AM

    Your poem makes me long for the Pacific Ocean again. I moved away in 2006 and miss living on the coast every day. I wrote many poems while living there and even have a surfing one:

    Trinity

    Thanks for stopping by my site.

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  5. rch10:13 AM

    Hi Pam, thanks to you also. I love the ocean, even did a brief stint in the Navy, I'm not much for authority though so it was very brief ;)

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  6. Pradeep Bhatt2:19 AM

    find the light and you will find the course...be your guide and you will find yourself. thoughtful, gave me a lot to ponder for a while...

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  7. rch6:43 AM

    Hey nick, I like that! Stop back when you can, take care,

    Bob

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