Sunday, August 29, 2010

Waves



waves run like electricity
and pound against me
like pure 
magic

these shades of gray -
bittersweet
will not go back, will
not go back
to the original sparks created
and cannot go back
again

i fall
and fade
and crack like glass 
and melt in the sand
beneath the waves 
that run like electricity
through me


4 comments:

  1. Waves are surreal occurences. I like how you've captured them.

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  2. I too fall and fade and crack like glass...

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  3. shall i compare thee to summers day?

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  4. Waves struck like electricity,
    Uncompromising, inconsiderate, with utter immensity.

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