Trade Winds

Waves came crashing down
on top of moonlit shores,
each of them were stars
above aphotic floors
Never standing still,
always going away
I hold on to one
but it does not remain

Currents look like contrails
scattered through the sky,
moving to this destination
in my mind
Somewhere distant from
sedimentary faith
When I am submerged
you become everything

There is a seashell
that I can not forget,
buried on a beach
within my loneliness
Someone else is sand
and fills up every choice
Each grain understands
that I can hear your voice
sound like the ocean

Reviews

[Jeannette Lunete]

Waves came crashing down
on top of moonlit shores,
each of them were stars
above aphotic floors.
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Someone else is sand
and fills up every choice.
Each grain understands
that I can hear your voice
sound like the ocean
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This was quite amazing! I've enjoyed the great dose of endearment in each line. Bravo! :)

[Zakari Schmidt]

Thanks Jeannette :) I appreciate you taking the time to read and review! And am glad you enjoyed

[MomzillaNC]

I like your imagery in this one.

NOTES: maybe: "in my [mind's eye.]

[Zakari Schmidt]

Thank you very much, I'm glad to hear! And interesting..could be a worthy addition and open up more perspective..nice!

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[willweb]

Mesmerizing and beautiful. Your words hold a calming peace in them today Zachary. I really enjoyed this.

[Zakari Schmidt]

Thank you my friend, the feeling is mutual towards your work as well!