The In Between

As the boats in the harbor relinquish their sails

And the ebb and flow caresses the shales

The waxy moon ascends the skies

So mermen and women can close their eyes


The grasses whisper, and breathlessly pant

In harmony with the ocean’s chant

The stars reflecting on the tides

Create a symphony of winking eyes


As the willows mourn the summer’s end

The blooms and blossoms learn to pend

Across the water seabirds skim

Carving patterns at their whim


The dragonflies hum and circle and moan

Mixing with voices and laps as they drone

The travelers arrive back in their homes

And close the doors, finished with their daily roams


This poem is about: 
Our world


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