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THIS CALMING SEA I sit here in the darkness at a window that mirrors my wild mane, unruly me Imagine how in time this house will grow around me, a Rapunzel, you will see My hair in braids grow down a castle vast The nurses turned to wicked witches, wild If you don't save me, I will never last A lonely, lost, love seeking smallish child Their screams are in my head, such ugly sound Of capture, castigating, lashing words My hands, over my ears, have never found Relief from them, I wish I were a bird To fly away, and leave my legs behind To have my arms be wings to carry me (To where no harm or evil ever find) Eternally over this calming sea

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 1/2/2017 2:53:00 PM
Darren, this is beautiful. You have really penned a good one. Great talent. 7
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Darren White
Date: 1/3/2017 12:46:00 AM
Thank you! I am honored you gave my poem a 7! :)
Date: 1/2/2017 5:48:00 AM
Just beautiful Darren, and so moving! : ) 7
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Darren White
Date: 1/2/2017 6:05:00 AM
Thank you, Connie :)
Date: 12/31/2016 1:01:00 PM
Touch that sea.
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Darren White
Date: 12/31/2016 2:29:00 PM
With one full hand :)
Date: 12/31/2016 7:11:00 AM
That's beautiful my friend... you'll find your center, your calming sea! <3 you.
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Darren White
Date: 12/31/2016 9:40:00 AM
I need to, and soon :)
Date: 12/30/2016 10:46:00 PM
I love this, and I hope you'll have a very happy new year :)
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Darren White
Date: 12/30/2016 10:59:00 PM
I hope you have too, and thank you!

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