Treasure Island

noctiluca scintillans


Up For Next Tide


In life many times
Going after rhymes
I lost meaning somewhere
The time I should be discovering
Something new or myself
I didn’t
Eventually I lost the track

Long after
Having a distant view of people
Already there all set to
“Get across the rough land
not sure if they will
Cause they don’t know how long
And how tough its gonna be”

But I stand even miles away from them
Still lost, Unfacilitated
And still swirling
In the thought
“ whether to join the troop
I see
Or wait for unseen “
“whether jump upon the pool
Where I know I can’t survive
Or
Wait to learn
To survive”

better wait for another tide
coming soon

Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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