InterludeA Poem by Chris Shaw
Gentle waves of crystal kindness,
edging closer to my feet, as I laze upon these pebbles, smooth and flattened on their surface, by the power of the sea. As I lie here contemplating nothing more than naked toes, empty thoughts are more than healing, as the creeping, calming briny cleanses me of all my woes.
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25 Reviews Added on April 17, 2018 Last Updated on April 17, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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