tide lapping sounds are always there
ripple wave whispering sirens words
womb wavelet song sweet longings
timeless poet slip swims
slides liquid effortlessly
in time tide storm surge
never storm surge lost legend battered
upon wreck sharp waiting hunger reefs
nor time surge current crashed crushed
on shade impact shoreline collision course
tide time perspective alters inevitable rocks
immoveable teeth time defiant cliff faces
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem