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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is a story about murder, I will tell you how and why I did it, The fog draped the sea in the morning and the air was cool; I could hear the crash of the sea through the mist, the ever restless sea, Wild soaring birds were a chorus of musical sounds above in the new sky. Oh, the liquid murmur of the shore where I put my boat in, Foamy white caps danced around me and waves pushed me; I was on my way to the vast emptiness of the uncharted mysterious blue, Soon a breeze was carrying me far into the cobalt cold unforgiving water. I looked over the side of my little boat into the deep indigo depths, There was an endless horizon and the sun just peeking above; And soon I was lost in the waves and my raven hair flows down tangled, I am a fragile soul, scarred and broken, my life ravaged with deep sorrow. My journey weather-stained and it is time to end this suffering, A fatal letter in a bottle wings its way into the sea, it floats away Years are withered hours like leaves decaying, breathless I jump into the blue, Down into the depths of cold blue and then- I suffer no more . . . My hair is as soft as a spiders web around me and I am falling, Eyes like the eyes of a statue and my soul floats into a lagoon; For the sea has no fences and around me is an emerald jungle growing, And the beach is sugar white and I can see fields of lovely wildflowers. Oh, reader do not weep for me for I am now part of the sea, Listen on the shores and I will be that faint breeze that caresses; I have found my peace at the bottom of the sea for I have lost all that I love, This is the murder of me and I have told you the how and the why I did it. _________________________________ July 30, 2016 Poetry/Narrative/Through Their Eyes Copyright Protected, ID 16-812-820-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the contest, Through Their Eyes sponsor, Shadow Hamilton Sixth Place
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