As the waves break,
I watch driftwood of memories
float away, then return,
converging.
The sea inside
captures them in nets
to decide
which to let go,
which to cling.
**written by petra michelle**
a writer's potpourri of short stories, poetry, current events, & personals
5 comments:
Petra I love this poem! I can totally visualize it...
Some memories are hard to let go.
I love
James Whitmore always -
When is your poetry antholoy being released?Thanks for the Valentine.I am serious by the way.
Sent many Lawsons today..
going to See Not nto You and Shopa holic this weekend..
that was lovely, and a perfect picture to match too ;)
have a good weekend
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