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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