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Torn in two, the moon shines down on me
in its eternal impasse between the darkness and the light,
reaching, clamouring, to reach the other side that waxed
oblivion into their hearts, and the waves just kept on rolling...
A great and poignant piece, nicely done!
ReplyDeleteSnorting seawater up one's nose can be quite dramatic.
ReplyDeleteI sort of love the feeling of being lost between dark and light, letting myself fluctuate between my own phases. Great piece!
ReplyDelete... that's just it ... the waves keep on rolling ... but no matter what ... keep on listening ... to the and them and them ... cuz then and only then u can make a valid choice ... and btw: I love ur top pic of ur blog ... don't ever change it ... it speaks 2 me in so many ways ... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteHow odd a moon that would be. I dont think it possible to just have the bottom of the moon, so it would certainly seem torn. I feel a bit of turbulence in that second part - relational.
ReplyDeleteWould it not depend somewhat on which planet you are riding that bicycle? grin!
DeleteShadow, I cannot delete "this" picture from my mind: Young soldiers on the way across English Channel, to face death in a most awful, seeming useless exercise.
ReplyDelete"...and the waves just kept on rolling..."
June 6, 1944 D-Day