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Seagull's Song

Sailing on a ship of dreams, through a deep and starlit night
The wind softly hums a lullaby, as the sails catch the pale moonlight
Indigo waters fade to lighter hues, when we reach the Morpheus shore
Where the anchor is tossed by a somnolent crew, in the place we are to moor.

The ship settles down in a harbor, cradled between two arms of land
As though lulled to sleep within this embrace, the keel leans upon the sand
The tall mast reaches up to the heavens, to nestle amidst the clouds
While waves gently rock the quiet deck, with each dip of its massive bow.

Troupes of fish dance past the stern,  silver scales casting prisms of light
While birds on the shore flutter exotic fans, with no thought of taking flight
Time halts to stand on its tiptoes, strained in balance it tilts and shifts
Then the stars wearily blink their eyes closed, and the tide sets the ship adrift.

The anchor is heaved and hoisted, each link draws a series of sighs
While the captain stands quietly before the helm, gazing at the brightening sky
His eyes crinkle up at the corners, emulating the soft rays of the sun
As Awaken brushes the horizon, with strokes of topaz, sapphire, and plum.

A yawn of breath unfurls the sails, with snoring puffs they billow
As tangy brine streams down my face, drops dew beads on my pillow
Floating thoughts of an uncharted course, bound on the seas of night
Sink as the waltz to the seagull’s song,  bows into the morning light.

Dedicated to Evans, who gave poetry the voice to sing, and the feet to dance.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 5/27/2016 2:07:00 PM
Dear Mikki, Your words enchant my friend, who else could see "troupes of fish dance" in their dreams! When I read your poetry I feel I am looking through Alice's eyes and seeing wonderland anew each time. Bravo dear lady Love Shane xxx
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Michelle Mac Donald
Date: 5/27/2016 7:06:00 PM
Thank you my friend.:) As was with the Unicorn's Gala...this was an escape from reality. It's reaching a point when the inevitable awaits; feeling love and compassion while knowing that when the tides ebb it will take with it an essential part of our who. Love to you, Shane! Mikki
Date: 11/12/2013 4:26:00 AM
This is an incredible poem. Have you read any of Terry O'Leary's poems? I think that you would like his work. He is as artistic with words as you are. Love this poem.
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Date: 9/25/2012 1:15:00 PM
I don't remember this one, Mikki. "As Awaken brushes the horizon with strokes of topaz, sapphire, and plum." Now! That, for damn sure, is Mikki. Just the one line is worth a mint. I greatly enjoyed the rest, of course. Congrats on the selection. Love, daver
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Date: 8/24/2012 11:19:00 AM
Whoever Evans is he is certainly proud of this graceful, and masterful dedication Mikki - This is the greatest piece from you that I have yet read!!! This immediately flew into the Fav. File my friend - " Time halts on it's tiptoes,strained in balance it tilts and shifts..." " Each link draws a series of sighs..." I've always desired to voyage upon the Atlantic ocean and this poem rekindles that yearning - thanks - with respect - J.A.B. %
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