DockA Poem by Buck Thomas
Shaky water beats softly on the dock.
Flickering glow from the moon. Salty air sits upon the sea. Blankets cuddle the two from the cold. A long day’s rhythm comes to a crawl. Peace becomes the night. An exchange of words encounter a silence. A billowing jasmine tea breathed in. Burning it down to be released. The Gods whispering of souls. Drawn closer from a biting breeze. Wrapped together like a chain. Never a moment to bare witness. Time waits for serenity. Nuzzling hearts beat as one. © 2014 Buck Thomas |
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Added on December 31, 2014 Last Updated on December 31, 2014 AuthorBuck ThomasHellPaso, TX, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutWell, hello. I am a vampire social misfit and a rather grouchy tempered weirdo. I am in a series of weird depression, and I love indie, alternative, french, and some good goth music. My real name is .. more..Writing
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