sarah s h Poems

-waves breaking on the rocks,
the rushing tide kissing the shore,
sleepy ships at the dock,
and my pounding heart...
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-victim of prodigality
Bereft of stability in my existence...
Like a leaf that travels with
the zephyer...
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fences, fences and more fences
picket fences of authority..,
A human God-creation of our insubstantiality.
Barbed wires of familial bonds
...