Moving Poem by Frank Avon

Moving

Rating: 5.0


The gull soars before the boat.
It seems to float.

The eye believes all it sees.
But why should I?

What the heart knows it must seize:
gull boat sky seas.

The sea of gulls, sky of eyes -
for me, they rise.

Saturday, October 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions
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