A walk at the beach with a heavy heart.
The Fade
walk a line on mushroom bay
ankles swoon in lukewarm shallows
child bends to shells below
wounds kicked along the sand
two speak, I hear not one
not there now, heart dives to gray
throat gripped, breath almost gone
til sleep comes to quiet the fade
Poetry by Eli

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Written on 2009-01-20 at 14:00
Tags Sadness 




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