The rain washed the seashore tide,
As seawater floated among ocean mists.
Livid waves crash alongside wind currents
Sending grains dancing in - to and fro motions.
Emotions storm within bare feet trailing tears,
Where grains must traverse the horizon alone.
While the fury of nature heals in medicinal moods,
When a face streams water in saline sorrows.
One sails, so alone, among moving grains of sand
To weathers the hourglass sandpaper abrasion
That what was, is to be lost to - ‘Nevermore’
In shifting sand’s cover of grave “Forevermore.”
Lost ‘n found torn asunder dark poetic depressions
That reigns hard in heart breaking parts of Uni-Verse.
Leaving an empty s-hell to walk with rain mixing tears,
Empty shadow shoreline that feels the shrill rip tides -
Gravity in shifting sand’s -
Pitter patter broken hearts -
David Lester Young (Franklin Doppelganger) 07/04/12 ©