Poems from Jbrine17
I walk split one foot in the sand, the other the sea to contrast from land. Flow and flare the water so fair my life it hence demand. So I serve and so I pray to that which call to me. You can worship foolish man, but I worship the sea.
By this the vow made broken, I so see it fit. To u make the oath to another. And promise ne'er more to all. The dark as it would seem has...
Daggers all to daggers nigh! A war we face as if no end entail! The play of man, a chalice for her the bleeding Earth, no blood ourselves...
The self is but the chalice for wisdom. As I am but the chalice for the sea. My truest self? What form is true. Eyes may see what shadows...
None may see.
None may dream.
The world's a book without a seam. Loving light, should it deem. My life is the
frozen stream.
Unmake me...
I hold the moon the sacred pull of tide and time again. And writ myself a newer path asunder in my pen. Poetry is poverty as politics is...