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by Mark Nov 20, 2017
Love, romance /
'Tis quite balmy here by the bay
dally I may and sand I play;
cuddling and muddling into a grainy puddling
I fray away - in this, a golden day.
The scorching sky-ball rays bequeath,
a vermilion wreath on my bones' sheath,
it doth burns and churns yet how lovely the terns
whom glance beneath - ruby me they seeth.
The gulls flock in white lustre
of a cluster paced muster
yet in such rank a gap is manque and in that flank
with no fluster - I desire to soar in bluster.
To fly amidst the cloudy haze
of fluffed graze and twilight maize,
to release the strain and reign of the pain;
of my darkest daze - into the briny bays.
Let tokens of a lost love seep
into the deep where I canst weep
let remnants of swill be fed to brill by powering will
for sea creatures keep - secrets asleep.
Let currents drift my melting plume,
cleansing a hearted tomb of gloom,
from broken sherds whilst girds the birds
In fashioning loom - as I soak in spume.
To that salt queen I exalt a moan
taking in loan a swig of the throne
though it stings and clings I adore summer flings
and return in prone - the blend with my own.
Stumbling now to a neighbouring dune,
I swoon and reflect in boon
that sorrow from Algea I borrow can wait the morrow
for wraiths be hewn - by this remedial tune.
Balmy illuminate! This majestic bay!
Where dreams splay and verily pray,
that waves of oceans bring notions of emotions;
from burdens' weigh - one escapes by the bay!
I love the rhyming here, it's masterful.
Just beautiful Mark
Mark - excellent !!!! Love the rhyming , layout and content
by Kitty Cat Lady
*sigh* how wonderful Mark, I long to be at the bay! :-) x
A nice piece of writing, and escaping at times helps with the mind. As long as we don't run from things
A nice flow, with picturesque scene