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Breathing Sea

The sea roars as it breathes in and out, to rise, in the tides, along the shores of all the seas as one, moving where the moon guides. Waters lapping the isles tiny beach, gently touching her from beneath, seeking the mountain out of reach, among rocks like jagged teeth. On the water little rafts float, above the sacred, ancient beds. Down, down they go with plunging stroke, past the coral of blues and reds. On the floor a searchers leg is hung. Working they fail to set him free. That night, a funeral song is sung for the one who now breathes with the sea.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 3/14/2012 12:16:00 PM
riplling with grace, christopher... such a wonder of a piece.. :) huggs!
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/14/2012 7:18:00 PM
Thank you!!
Date: 3/14/2012 7:59:00 AM
Good morning ;-) christopher very lovely writing , thank you for sharing your wonderful poem. Have yourself a good one*always~pd"
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/14/2012 11:20:00 AM
Thank you!