Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Saturday, May 4, 2024

"Ocean"

 

A wave upon the ocean and the pulsing of the tide

A rocking of foundation brings a whirlpool love astride

Windswept in commotion of a hurricane confide

A surge of conjuration as the ardencies subside

The lunar pull that brings the whole 

To swing the sea aside 

Tsunami full, beyond the shoal

A never-ending ride

And, I love it.


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