Entranced Poem by Clive Blake

Entranced



Oh, Golden globe;
Far out to sea,
You seem to beckon;
Call out to me,
You light a path
For me to follow,
Your voice is warm,
Not cold or hollow,
Though sorely tempted,
I must decline,
But wait once more
For you to shine.

The clouds moved by,
The wave crests danced,
But I couldn't leave;
For I was - entranced...

Entranced
Sunday, January 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: beach,ocean,ocean waves,sea,seaside,sun,sunrise,sunset
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