the tethering tide

the sky
was
as a
molten crust
iron founded
on God's
swift anvil
set forth
o'er tranquil
seas
in
azure skies
pinkening
puckering
clouds
alone
'cept
you and me
but
as we strive
on shingle shore
to stride
though
ankles deep
the stones
lip
lap
slip
slap
beside
the tethering tide
and
as we turn
yet love
yet yearn
a seagull
sits
and
ponders



Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-03-26 at 01:01

Tags Love  Sea  Brighton 

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kath
a "we" keeping in touch of love found and not been lost... this is what I feel as I read and I hear and feel the sea and shore close... the coulors and fragrances blending and creating a soothing feeling... even though in this there is peril as in life... but love makes us overcome fear....

a very vivid and warm poem

Solig hälsningar / Sunny wishes
Katherine
2007-03-26