There was always a thought I was harboring,
waiting for the right moon's crescent above us,
waiting for the right soil, fertile and strong.
I've crossed the cold oceans—holding it,
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A brilliant piece of poetry. Rich in imagery that gels with theme, the progress on the thought process that is the making of this poem.5* and added to MyFavourites
Still, I like this poem as I like "Augoides": because of the way you work through your thought and emotions to express them in fresh, vivid and striking images. This is very well done …
I would rate this poem and "Augoeides" both 5, both 5s, but your English grammar in relation to your punctuation, the use of the dash, for example, is not always corr3ct.
I wanted to give another 5* for the caption of the poem, but sadly PoemHunter doesn't accept it