On Deck
13 April, 2002
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
I sit alone on the deck
that earlier was filled with people
The ship gently rocks beneath my feet
as though I was tipsy and drunk
The wind is brisk as it blows my hair
back away from my face
Like the mane of a wild horse
it flows freely behind me
A moist sea spray hits my face
As the waves crash against the ship
I watch the sea foam peaking with the waves
I look out to the utter darkness of the horizon
The sky is void of stars, masked by the storm clouds
And though I am peacefully alone
I long...
To share this rare moment in time
I look again to the horizon, yet see none
The ships destination is still to far
I hold my head high and breath the sea air
lulled by the rolling of the waves
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| Leah (204.112.168.123) -- Friday, September 10 2004, 07:52 am Beautifully written and imaginitve (if thats a word!) I luv nature and the beauty it shares.... |
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