Give back my heart to me
Shouted I angrily at the sea
But it only roared a loud protest
As I stomped my foot at it’s pilfering quest!
It’s not for you to take away
It belongs to me, and mine it’ll stay
Go rob another of his heart and soul
There are plenty of others for you to hold.
The sea only laughed at my false proclamation
As I stood before it, in naked fascination
It had stripped away all my feigned deceit
And unmasked my guise of make belief.
How eagerly the heart desires to satisfy
The one who has captured it and given it life.
So sweet is submission and total surrender.
I love you my sea. I love you, I whispered.
Better be watching yourself with regards stomping your feet and yelling at ole mom ocean, you may find yourself on the receiving end of a good swift smack or wave action that will knock you off your feet...Ed
Ah the sea is a stern mistress as pretty as a child and just as tempormental from laughing and calm and beautiful one minute to angry and spiteful and tearing up all around it the next minute, but how can we not love it.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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She can be greedy at time this old Mother Ocean!!
Love Tinka
Felix