The tides of our better being
roll up on mother shores
under blue skies of red lightning.
Swelling long-ago tidepools
of a wandering thing
with once ancient colors.
In waters beyond loving,
we have come this way before
on the tides of our better being.
A very enjoyable read in
A very enjoyable read in terms of of the word arrangements on the lines.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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