Better Beings

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.

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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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