The depths of me
have always been one
with the sea
Her waters a mirror
that reflects my myriad
of mystery
the way of her waves
flows in my speech
with a humor dried by the salt
from each breath I breathe
and I have learned
to ebb and flow
to rise with the tide
and to appreciate every shore I touch
whose sandy home
isn’t mine.
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Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (4)
Another beautiful poem! You've really captured the feel of the sea.
Nice work.
Beautiful!
Loved this!