if the moon could hear my cries
i'm sure it would stop the tides
so i could step upon a wave and
take a ride out to sea, among the
ruins where i belong because, i'm
lost without my song, since love is gone
i need to go beneath the earth, for I am
questioning my worth, and only in the
deepest sea, could i find the real me
i am a pisces so i know ,the ocean
is where to go, but first with haste i
hurry to the shore and ask the moon once
more, to have pity on this fish and grant
to me my fondest wish
back in the deep i talk to dolphins they
always know just what to do, i sing songs
with the whales who are full of old sea tales,
i ride upon the Great Manta Ray, and they
show me how to find peace their way...
etw
Sheila
peace and love, Carole~
Lovely image and your poetry just keeps getting better and better!!
LOve and Hugs,
Lance
Georg
I wish you love,
Marcia
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Newfie Hugs, Rose
and sings the blues away. -gene.
This one is powerfully penned ... longing to return to the comforting arms of the sea (Creator) colors these words of blue. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.