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Terry A

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Misplaced in Time

 My love
hovered over a shipwreck
while the sun lifted water
from a damaged earth;
on shore the sands shifted
on water, land was never
what it seemed.

 
Your cool streams
enfolded desire
in swirls of debris,
piled up firewood
in the drift world of dreams;


bringing the angels
weary of barriers,
in the fathomless sympathy
of what ending
                   really means.

 

 

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Yes! but I think the word fits more (sound and sense) in S3-

 

bringing the angels
weary of flotsam,
in the fathomless sympathy
of what ending
                 really means.

 

 

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  • 3 weeks later...

Hi Terry.  I don't know how I missed this earlier, I would have thought it just fine with "flotsam" but badge has a better eye than me.  The change to "barriers" made it more relatable.   This is really nice writing.

~~Judi

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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