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Letter to Ocean

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Written: April 16, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She slowly releases her pen and descends, Tucking neatly inside her purse, my friend. Once cherished, a letter is now stained and worn, She clutched it tightly and felt her heart forlorn. In a moment of anguish, she cast the letter away, and I watched it soar into the air—in disarray.  It landed in a vast sea, and it gracefully flew, A salute to words and a farewell to pursue. The weight of emotions is too heavy to bear, She released them, akin to birds, into salty air.  With a flick of her wrist, she let them be free, A letter has now vanished forever into the sea. She whispered, "Avid thinking," as she spoke, In hushed tones, her longing words awoke.  A dreamer hope, a wish held dear,  Whispered gently, for only hearts to hear. The enigmatic sea, with its ways, is so deep, With varied forms, it sank into a steep. Crumpled paper unfolded in chilly waves, Ink-blue muse mingled and swirled as raves.  They danced in waves, rising and falling,  carried deep into the sea—their heart enthralling.  Over the scarlet horizon, twinkly and bright,  dawn and dusk were a breathtaking sight. Guided by tides—they found their way, back to shore, where they longed to stay. Once again, she ventured to the shore,  a year since she had been here before.  And there, among grains of sand, A precious seashell yearns to be in hand. A beauty, unmatched, a gem so precious, A soft murmur—a hidden truth—impresses us.  She held it near her ear and pressed, To hear words longed to confess.  Ocean's voice, carried by the tide,  Whispered gently, as if to confide.  Her heart danced as she listened well, The seashell had a tale to tell. A year had passed—the seashore remained, And in that moment, her soul regained.  In that seashell—the memory was kept, She found a treasure as she silently wept.  The Echo of her words—is forever preserved, In the seashell's embrace, she swerved.

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Date: 4/18/2024 10:08:00 PM
"In that seashell—the memory was kept, She found a treasure as she silently wept. The Echo of her words—is forever preserved, In the seashell's embrace, she swerved." This poem is a true testimony of your gift of poetic imagination. The love letter hurled into the sea and carried away by the rising waves, returned to the shore and its sweet whisper was encased within the sea shell. Brilliant conclusion to the journey in search of love. This poem contains beautiful imagery and lovely metaphors, as ever.
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Date: 4/18/2024 8:32:00 AM
Felt her smile and happiness. Beautiful.
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Date: 4/17/2024 11:34:00 AM
- With your beautiful words, I could feel her feelings... how deeply she loves... how emotions became too strong... an act she deeply regretted... the end of the poem was brilliant, Las :) - hugs
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Date: 4/17/2024 10:36:00 AM
Beautiful poem. Much enjoyed these lines of recall stemming from the heart: In that seashell—the memory was kept, She found a treasure as she silently wept. The Echo of her words—is forever preserved.
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Date: 4/17/2024 8:35:00 AM
This is brilliant. It stole my heart. I could almost visualize that paper that brought memories.
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Date: 4/17/2024 6:01:00 AM
Delightfully dwelling in nature and memories, my friend. Much enjoyed these lines of recall stemming from the heart: In that seashell—the memory was kept, She found a treasure as she silently wept. The Echo of her words—is forever preserved.
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Date: 4/16/2024 8:39:00 PM
This was a fresh look at romance through a memory in a seashell. It makes me feel happy that she came back.
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Date: 4/16/2024 5:34:00 PM
Your poem mesmerized me from beginning to end. As I finished it, I was breathless. I enjoyed the magical and mystical nature of your poem as she picked up the seashell and listened to its tales. So imaginative, Sotto! I loved "In that seashell—the memory was kept, She found a treasure as she silently wept. The Echo of her words—is forever preserved, In the seashell's embrace, she swerved. This poem belongs in a book of poetry, preserved for time and for others to read and enjoy!!!
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