The Taste of Dark WaterA Poem by icelandicblue
There is a stillness
when sinking into dark water. A calm that envelops you after the storm has passed and you are spent, bruised from the dashing of the rocks and the slaps of the whitecaps, no longer gasping for air. Sinking slowly in graceful balletic turns, time has left with a long list of others to push toward the shore, and the relief is immense and welcome. And through the murky water there is a sense of clarity for in all things there is an end but to truly understand it we must remember the beauty of how it all began. © 2014 icelandicblueReviews
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Added on March 22, 2014Last Updated on March 22, 2014 AuthoricelandicblueBostonAboutI do not accept any new friend requests unless we have read and commented on each others poetry. No exceptions. I have enough homework as it is. I expect reciprocity in our exchanges. Read my work and.. more..Writing
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