by George Tooker
I long to let my hair flow
free, caught by the breeze
cascading like a waterfall –
To feel the sun kiss my shoulders
while your lips kiss mine –
To dip my toes in the
consecrated water of the
constant ocean –
To kneel in reverence on
the sandy alter of its beach –
To leave this monochrome life
behind and shine like
shards of sea glass
But I am bound to my sisters
by time and tradition
I will not leave
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Excellent Candy, I did love the sentiments you expressed and the feeling of being tied down…..
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Thanks!
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I can relate to this. wonderfully written.
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Thank you very much!
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Oh my my my–this is exquisite writing!! I love “consecrated water of constant ocean” and “shine like shards of sea glass”!! Love all of it!
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Thanks, Dell! 🙂
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Most welcome.
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Lovely take on the prompt
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Thank you!
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This is simply beautiful
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Thanks so much!
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‘shine like shards of sea glass’
Beautiful.
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This is really lovely, Candy. Wistful for freedom. Well done.
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Thanks so much!
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Oh this is wonderful.. I can see those wishes.. so much to read in the enigmatic stare.
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oh thanks so much!
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I feel the longing in your poem .. nice.
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Thanks!
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Curiously beguiling; well done.
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Why, thank you kindly!
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Oh, what a poem! Oh, what a poem! Freedom is what we all long for.
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Thanks so much! Glad you liked it 😌
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