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| "Sunrise On The Beach" from 7 Themes.com |
The tides wash over me in one gigantic
wave
All exasperation pouring from within
its confines
Like a prisoner in orange waiting to
break iron bars
For one more chance at freedom along
that shore.
They all gawk at the stranger in blue
suede pants
As if he was an unknown passenger in
this trap –
An illusion made by sirens and harpies
– alone
Upon that graying sand that is below
his swollen feet.
Euphoria splashes him in the face with
heated signals
No lotion to cover his back, lest the
burns get him
And when the tides turn and face the
outgoing sea
He'll never rest again next to those
beautiful palm trees.
The contours of their bark rolls down
to their roots
The way they sway when the wind rolls
on through
And my oh my how those coconuts are so
divine
Yet his pain breaking stigmata sails
away from them.
For no man's land can ever be claimed
like this
Oh no! It must be found like a buried
treasure
Deep beneath the many waves that are
crashing down
Upon his aching footsteps into that
falling sunrise.
Question for the Reader: What do you imagine when you see waves crashing down?
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