Cravings
CRAVINGS
much of life grows thin
as expectations drop
into ocean-side tides
where waterlines wane
weary with discontent
I crave guidance
chaste dreams ride on an
invisible current of sky
red-threaded tired eyes
bitter with dry summers
and wet soundless winters
I crave guidance
moments tainted truths
shoreline meditations
absorbed by futile
utterances
into the sand
I crave guidance
just one single hushed
voice of experience
to counteract my
feigned ignorance
patchwork purchases
beach walk purposes
I crave guidance
before I die…
© Kim van Breda—16 October 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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