The Tide

It rolled out
alongside the storm. 
                             Unfurled into the rest of the world.
 
I watched in silence, 
 favoring the roar inside myself
rather than letting it pull me in any longer.
                                                             I had to let it go.
 
Its work is done here.
                              All that is left, 
                                               distant thunder,
                                                                     lingering vibrations. 
                  Memories of the crash,
                                                    roses and scars. 
 
The tide will wash the blood away.
                                                   Pull in the rest of me.
 
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Davis Avatar
December 15, 2013 at 1:11 PM
James You take the reader on a journey into your inner soul and heart. They can see what is hidden deep inside that you poured into this write. Nice job
Kelley Avatar
December 15, 2013 at 5:11 PM
Thank you for that Robin, truly.
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