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Midnights Voice

Rookie - 781 Points (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

The Sands of Ithaca


The vacant space upon times etheral shores
Has me asking if Odysseus has ever touched before?

The waves lapping, swirling sand across my feet
Leaves me little gold that I might keep

The thistle and thorns woven into a crown to wear
Placed upon with such gentle care

The shores all rock and a cliff so high
How can I just climb on by?

Moments are dark, the sea will free
Come follow to the ends with me

The isle is small just temporal best
Back home from a ten year's quest

He wades the shores and falls to knees
She bends down to claim his ease

They embrace the winds of time
That binds them to the threads of mind

Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2014

Topic of this poem: history


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  • Bronze Star - 6,774 Points * Sunprincess * (7/24/2014 6:35:00 PM)

    ........very nice....this write truly reminds me of the odyssey....my favourite part of the story was when he came home....it was definitely the best homecoming ever...and he proved himself to be a hero....enjoyed this beautiful poem... (Report) Reply

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