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Here I stand once more

before the bleak and icy sea

wondering if the distant sunrise

holds any answers for me.

Dwarfed by clifftops, long and dark

shadows in abundance,

I look to the path from the light of the moon

avoiding the redundance

that seem so inevitable

so irrevocable.

The horizon glitters

with a musty, dusty glow, a distant ship

signalling it's arrival

the wandering vessel back from it's trip

heralds my revival.

Does it hold treasures

or casketed pleasures?

I can't give in to denial.

So all that remain are trodden steps

to be washed away by the tide

sadness of stars eclipsed by the sun,

I'm still right by your side.

really nice imagery, Pinky

Cheers Koan!

beautiful as always!

that was really nice!

Beautiful PINKSTER..!!

gosh..this is very graphic..i can picture what you wrote..i have missed your poetry...:-4

Thank you Pinky:-4



You're poem is beautiful. Please now share some more of your drawings:-6

:-1Beautiful