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Time.
Time is but an ocean, deep,
with every rise and fall to weep.
The mood it changes day to day,
it picks you up, and sweeps away
to break upon the furthest shore
and leave you wanting, needing more.
Never ending, or relenting
always turning, reinventing.
Nice depiction of the moody
Nice depiction of the moody sea. I might use farthest here rather than furthest. Churning could be cool too ... but I've said enough. Enjoyed!
My Secret River
Thank you darkpool, I will
Thank you darkpool, I will look again at 'furthest' shore, the 'turning' is about how things suddenly change direction rather than the action of the sea. It's very kind of you to comment and offer suggestions, I certainly do appreciate it thank you again :-) Sue.
"...always turning, reinventing..."
Yes, that is time - nice take on the clock - slc
Thank you, I appreciate your
Thank you, I appreciate your comment, this wasn't what I had intended to write, but it ended up like this and surprised me! Xx
The title made me switch on the poem
Enjoyed reading.. and for the umpteenth time I realized how mighty time is. Best wishes
©bishu
Thank you Bishu, time really
Thank you Bishu, time really is infinate isn't it. I appreciate you reading it, and commenting on it. Sue.
Absolutely
Love this.
KS
Thank you so much that's very
Thank you so much that's very kind of you, I'm glad you enjoyed it xx Sue.
It has a nice ring now,
It has a nice ring now, doesn't it '
"Deepinyourdreams"
Thank you very much, it does
Thank you very much, it does have a flow to it ( no pun intended ) I didn't set out to write this but it kind of evolved lol :-) Sue x