The Storm

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    The Storm
    Rising tides
    wash away my joy.
    Violent waves
    beat at the edges of my mind.
    Tossing and turning,
    unable to bear
    the unspeakable burden.
    Distraught and saddened
    by the ever so violent seas.
    Rising tides,
    drowning in my worries.

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    nayachiro commented on The Storm

    11-26-2009

    Thanks for this poem, I liked the meter, the message and the images, especially the part about waves beating at the edges of the mind. Well done ! I also used to live in lakewood, but that had nothing to do with me liking the poem, lol.
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    MCram

    12/08/2009

    You're welcome. And I dunno about you, but I think Lakewood is the bomb.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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