Monday, 14 April 2014

Poem:14-4-2014

These are words with deep thought and I have left it to the reader to place their own question marks as the prompt desires!

Waves


Sink and flow, rise and glow
They wash my feet
Tickle my steps
Pull me to their depth
I roll over, play with them
Do I have the strength to resist?
Do I fight, to get back my breath?
The weeds caress my feet
Fishes come to marvel at
A creature of land, free from toil
Come to live here, be our meal
Maybe someday it will
Wash up the shores 
Crawl up the sands
Climb up the trees
Soar up the mountains
Stand up and hunt
Build up cities
Turn up on the shores
Our wave of life


 ©2014 April

Lalarukh Lasharie

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