Untitled (Sea Sweep)

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Untitled (Sea Sweep) 3/01/2004
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Caught beneath the ripples of whimsy.
As groups of souls fight one another.
The tide turning crimson as blades
crossed. Ravens flocked upon the
Shore.

Mists of dew dropping upon subliminal sweetness.
The testimony of something so much more.
As soldiers tread upon unmarked hills, footprints
embedded with memory.

Silence swaying orchids while lilies bloom.
The wages of war being the only symphony.
Out of the ocean’s womb, a warrior is born.
Salvation had arrived too soon.

Solid sands withstanding time, and pendulums
swing. Drifting in, out, and between dreams.
Sleep being a drifter, penance being the stranger.
The arms of the sea being the comforter.
 

© 2004 From The
"When Snowflakes Fall" collection

Tragedienne Belle Morte