“writing201” – Poetry

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Face in the Flood

Drops of wander
Flooded the soul
Source of relief for a wise owl.

A heavy weather
Hated the ship
Thoughts & remorse force to creep in.

Once in a while
Waves up heave
And from the sailor the mind steal.

Strange as night
Wet till the bone
Wasted dawn that it has gone.

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