Shallow Shores

Upon the shallow shores lay I

No, not sleeping, 

Merely dreaming,

Possibly scheming, 

Barely breathing

In the salty ocean air. 

 

My face is upturned to the sky

Eyes blinking, 

Slowly sinking, 

Deepy thinking, 

Stars are winking

in return to my palid stare

 

Tears fall like tiny drops of rain, 

Puddles growing, 

Time is slowing, 

Always knowing, 

Water flowing

from my star-dusted green-eyed glare. 

 

There he goes, away from me

Always leaving, 

Forever grieving, 

Anger seething, 

Watch him weeping, 

from this glassy sea-spun shore. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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