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Pacific
Mist kicked up by gusts
Far off places leave their scent on beaded drops This ocean is mine Each cracked angle of foam that never stops Licking rocks to sand Ever making patterns on my beached mind Floating natures toys Buried in your breath for me to find |
"Ever making patterns on my beached mind"
brilliant allusion...wonderfull line...fits so perfect with the "water" theme....bravo |
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Many thanks.....the last two lines describe finding driftwood in the floatsam, ahh memories.
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I second the above sentiments. i liked the feeling i got from 'this ocean is mine' a lot. It conjurs for me the idea of feeling very close to the sea, to nature, and it's pretty.
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Tis is my favorite line.. Thanks
Buried in your breath for me to find |
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