Victoria Revier Poems
|1.||Sounds Of The Sea||6/4/2009|
|7.||A Mother's Plea||7/8/2010|
|8.||A Poem For The Well Being Of A Friend||7/11/2010|
|9.||I'M Sorry, Emily||7/11/2010|
|10.||A Life Of Lies||7/11/2010|
|11.||Apples, Cake, And Gumdrops||7/11/2010|
|15.||An Age Old Story||7/14/2010|
|16.||Girl Under Water||8/15/2010|
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Who is it who seats themselves in the small blue chair?
All alone sits he, alone and await.
They all hope it is not too late.
Carter's sanity is going fast,
Just as a figure emerges atop the mast.
The mast of a vessel belonging to the darkest of markets.
As Carters sanity races away,
So does he himself on his very own pony.
Sounds Of The Sea
Sea shell boys play
The rocks a plunder under the moonlight
The crinkle of paper, the map
Ravenous waves devouring footprints on the soul of the earth
The sizzle of hot sand under my feet, yet the night is cool
The soft whisper of mischief
Fall from the clank of the iron bar
The shrill scolding of maidens lost in the thick salt air
The comforting qoos of the wind vibrating through coral