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Musing Through the Edges of Time

i struggle within operose breath winded as it moans on distant sands i feel the mist of tears yet cried as it caresses the edges of my face i feel the touch of waves as they seduce the sand erasing my footsteps along the span i am grounded alone in this littoral frame made of time i stir within the lash of memories in current mind as i watch the horizon flush its tones of death as day fades through night

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Phil Capitano

Date: 9/26/2019 7:17:00 AM

Visceral piece with ethereal qualities; very stirring leaving one to ponder time. Nicely done, Sandra.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/26/2019 10:51:00 AM

Thank you so much Phil for your visit and lovely words :)

Chris Green

Date: 9/2/2019 1:01:00 PM

How can something that feels so sad come across as beautifully as this one has? Answer: When it's written by you. Such a somber and lonely feel to this gorgeous piece of poetry.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/2/2019 1:06:00 PM

Thank you Chris, i appreciate your constant support of my poetry...funny thing, i saw the word operose and liked the sound of it, i didn't set out to make a sad write, just what my muse came up with from that word... i blame it on the rainy day :) hugs