Lost at Sea

Waves wakening the watcher
who visualizes the wonderfull
dreams.

Salty smells of seawater
he senses a sorrowfull sound
of loss.

Out on the ocean
our hero out of options
screams.

"I do not know which way to swim!"




Poetry by Karl-Johan
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Written on 2008-09-12 at 17:31

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
Oh my, this does make an impact on the reader. I smell the salt air and see dark waters. I feel terror as I read the line. The end makes me want more, much more!
2008-09-12