beneath the SeasA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYO southern seas beneath my feet is just where I want to be reaching down from above the sea canst be disturbed. Publicly I'll be in my watery sea hidden down there All is private under my island inside my wreck Far north what floated, on was a note. The wreckage took on waters too salty & weeded It wasn't long for the wreckage drowned to the graveyard sound of ships set in the beyond repair off the coast of anywhere, sea sea at 40 feet deep Oh, how dark and deep is the depth of a sea wild as can be Wow, only the fish can see in the deep dark sea where shipwrecks are bound and gagged. And that note kept afloat looking for shore to rest ashore.
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StatsAuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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