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Moon In Shadowed Cloak

Walking on the moonlit path of the strand,
My footsteps found their way upon the sand
While contemplating the note you left for me
I heard the sea calling, "Come to me.
                                                     Come to me."

Tempting notion, the moon frowned from high
Waves washed over my feet,  should I live or die?
Moon hid somber eyes behind a thick black cloud.
It donned a shadowed cloak, a mourning shroud.

What is left when the zest has been grated?
Sour remnants of memories,  those now hated.
Bitter pith which no one would want to taste.
Decayed and adulterated love,  gone to waste.

Forthcoming was my fate;   a decision to befall.
Waves crashed in summoning call, "Come to me.
                                                                       Come to me."

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White Sage March 15, 2016 at 6:23 AM am sure you won't answer the call, you must first confirm if there's a beautiful bungalow and many flavoured food, and yes milk, you can go when the requirement is met lol...kidding, this is one great write Lin, excellent, i can see the ocean too, but it isn't calling; it's afraid, 'cause i may drink it up! Lin Lane March 15, 2016 at 6:57 AM I'm still here. That's a lot of salt water and you know it would make you sick. lol Thanks a lot, Sage.

Gordon Mcconnell March 12, 2016 at 11:16 AM Such a lovely write Lin, really felt the ocean waves as you were there drawing you in, well penned! Lin Lane March 12, 2016 at 2:22 PM Thank you very much, Gordon. It's nice to know it drew you in.

Andrea Dietrich March 11, 2016 at 8:47 PM this is very nice and DARK, Lin . Wow, it's a great job. WAs it written for Lament contest? Lin Lane March 11, 2016 at 8:56 PM Thanks, and No, it's not for a contest.

Walter T. Ashe March 11, 2016 at 3:06 PM This is what beckons a "broken heart!" You captured it! The "waves" do speak! Nice Lin...Nice! :-) Lin Lane March 11, 2016 at 4:07 PM Their calls echo and it's really alluring. Thanks for reading this one, Walter.