#i The soft waves wash those shores, Flying fishing birds, cry up in the skies And dancing algae surfed the waters All defining the exotic blues visible #ii But what do we know about the depths, What is beyond the sands of the beach? For when the sun shine, all glittered But the waters danced… Continue reading The Sea
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Maker of Poetry
Now poetry had it all A way of life, dreams and fancy When we wake, it sings At bedtime it comes around In the fields, in the airs On the back of the Camels On automobiles on the streets It is on the food we eat Can you hear it pray ‘eat me?’ The fishes… Continue reading Maker of Poetry
