Portuguese Tide

by Simon Hayes   May 9, 2006


Underneath a scarlet sky.
A warm, delightful evening.
Ocean waves say goodbye,
As the day is swiftly leaving.
The golden moonlight is nigh.
The sand is quietly grieving.

Sun fades out across the sea,
Where boats and ships reside.
Soft ocean splashes begin to flee,
Take off and go to hide.
Spirit of the waves released and free,
This beautiful Portuguese tide.

Underneath a scarlet sky,
This beautiful Portuguese tide.

© Simon Hayes 09/06/04

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  • 17 years ago

    by isabel

    Loved it...
    it's wonderful...

    i'm portuguese...=)

    *isabel*

  • 17 years ago

    by Nate

    Excellent poem. You write about nature with a fantastic touch.
    Nate

  • 17 years ago

    by Lovely Bones

    Very nice poem! I love how you captured the moment by saying that the sky was scarlet. Absolutely brilliant! I love this piece.
    Keep it up! Take care and God bless,
    Sarah-Joy

  • 17 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    THERE IS BEAUTY OF WORDS. IT IS POETRY STYLE.IT IS SHOT & SWEET.

  • 17 years ago

    by Always4You

    That was beautiful...I was just randomly browsing to comment on someones poem and I found yours...Great job, it was great!!

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